Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2016 17:02:30 +0000
From: Al Peres
Subject: HAPPINESS 2
HAPPINESS
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PART 2
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Chapter 6
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Before an hour was elapsed, a van stopped at Julia's gate, and after
assuring the address, the driver started to offload several parcels; Julia
and her mom could not understand. They signed the receipt and the van
left. They eagerly started unpacking and both could not believe what they
found; two dresses, those that Julia liked best; moreover, socks, panties,
underwear, and beautiful shoes that matched with the dresses were added.
"Julia, they are beautiful! You will be the princess of the
theatre!" Julia did not know what to say, she was as surprised as her
mother was.
"Mom, I thought it was only one. What can I do, mom? This is too
much; I don't deserve so many things." Her mother hugged her tenderly with
tears on her eyes.
"Julia, my daughter, please do not say that; you deserve everything
of this world. Something different is that Mrs. Wilhelm should or should
not spend so much money for you, but she is rich and besides I am sure she
had done it by heart, she loves you from the moment you met her, and she
knows how to thank you for your love. Old persons need being loved Julia;
with the time you will remember my words. The girl hugged her mom tenderly;
she was crying, but tears of happiness.
"Mom, I love her, she is so good, so understanding... I think that
after dad and you, she is the persons to whom I most love." When she said
that, she blushed remembering her boy, but she thought: "that love is
different, nothing to do with mom and Granny's." An hour before time limit,
Julia showered and her mom started to put all garments on the bed; she was
wrapped in a white bathrobe as her mom dried her long hair and combed
it. She dressed starting with the fine silk underwear, etc., finally her
mom took the dress and put it thru her head, adjusting to her shoulder and
waist; she placed a ribbon on her hair and looked at her; she could not
stop two tears running over her cheeks. She hugged her daughter and kissed
her.
"You are beautiful, Julia! How proud would have felt dad watching
his little angel now..." Julia finished dressing putting on the socks and
shoes. It was ten minutes to seven. At that time Mark, Patrick and their
Granny got into the "Mercedes" dressed with etiquette, Patrick in a blue
marine and Mark in a light cream dress. They looked as little
gentlemen. The car started and stopped in front of Julia's house; the door
opened and Julia came out; the boys looked at each other speechless, they
could not believe what they were watching, especially Mark; however the
word from the old woman took them off their enchantment:
"Come on boys; help the young lady to the car." Julia had heard the
car as she was descending from her room, she rushed to the door and opened
it; she near passed out when she saw both brothers waiting for her. She
could not stop near a yell:
"Mark! Patrick!" Soon they recovered and looked at her, while
Patrick went to open the car's door. Mark mumbled to her:
"You are the most beautiful girl in the world, and I am the most
fortunate man ever existed." Julia blushed and hand in hand they reached
car, but Patrick was prepared, and as soon Julia entered he sat near her;
Mark a little bit disappointed went to the other side and sat near
Granny. At the same time, boy and girl kissed the old lady and Julia told
her in a low voice:
"He is my boy." Mark then said:
"She is my girl." The old lady slyly grinned, and then, taking
Mark's left hand and Julia's right one, put both together on her lap. The
young couple squished them very tight and kissed again the happy old
woman. The car was driving, they untwined their hands and Julia turned her
head to Patrick and kissed him on the cheek. Patrick blushed in surprise as
he turned the head to her:
"You look very handsome, Patrick. It has been a lovely surprise
because I did not expect you with your short hair. I'm absolutely sure she
will be as dumbfounded as I am."
"She? Who is it?"
"Patrick you know very well who's the girl that has a crush on you;
the girl who trembles when you look at her." The boy grinned and his dick
started to get hard. He had many times thought about touching and sucking
those wonderful tits that were bigger than Julia's, but she was so
shy... He made as if did not know anything.
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"Well, you will see her as soon as we arrive." They grinned. On
arrival to the theatre they left the car; many people were entering into
the building and starting greeting each other. Boys and girls peeked at
Julia and Mark some with envy. In the hall they met Helen and her
Granny. Patrick approached the blond girl that blushed as he greeted her
kissing her cheeks. After a few minutes of greetings other persons and
friends, and being near the time to start, they entered and sat on the same
row; the old ladies on the centre, both girls near their respective grand
mother, Mark near Julia and Patrick near Helen.
When Patrick looked at his left side, he saw a blond boy of about 12 y/o
sat closed to him; he knew the boy from the school soccer teams, he looked
more as 11 y/o, probably he was of those which birthday was at the end of
the year, but he was sure he was a seventh grader, but of a different
group. He came to the school in spring, so he probably was not American,
though he spoke lovely sweet good English. He was very good at soccer; one
of the best player, and the coach appreciated his speed and quality in
spite of not being very tall. The boy looked at Patrick and smiled, Patrick
smiled back as he saw that silky hair as his, but a little bit longer;
black eyes and long lashes; he felt a stirring in his groins. He was
dressed in blue marine, but he wore short trousers up to a few centimetres
from his rounded knees, not very common in US, but as in Europe, with
impeccable black shoes and woollen socks that covered his calves, leaving
exposed his knees and part of his thighs. Patrick turned to see Helen who
was watching him.
"Don't you know him?"
"Well, we have not been introduced, I know his name is Michele
because I heard the Coach naming him, but that's all." She slowly and
blushing again said:
"I'll introduce him to you later." The light died down a little and
the people started to applaud as the leader entered in the stage; a couple
of minutes later the music started and everybody was concentrated on
it. Patrick could see the beauty of the girl and the boy's knees and his
dick got hard as a rock, not knowing who was causing that hardness,
fortunately, to prevent an accident like this, the brothers had agreed to
wear tight underwear. After some minutes, he could not concentrate on the
stage, he made as if he needed to pick up something from the floor, he
bowed and as he rose he put his hand round the girls smooth left calf; he
noted how she moved and trembled; he kept his hand rubbing her up as he was
straight; the girl was red but she did not move or turned her head. She had
enjoyed the touch.
A few minutes elapsed and Patrick noted the boy's knee rubbing his own, he
looked at Michele and he could see the most beautiful picture he could
expect. He had pushed his body to the front seat but without raising his
butt, so his short trousers were dragged to his loins, leaving exposed his
smooth and white thighs. Patrick felt his dick jerking inside his
underwear; he could not stop his hand sliding to those beautiful legs as he
looked to the stage. He felt the boy's hand on top of his, pulling it to
his crotch. He felt the boy's hard as a rock dick in his hand; however, he
understood the danger of being caught. With a sigh, he squished the boy's
cock and reluctantly he returned his hand to his own crotch. The boy
returned to his original position, they stared at each other and then both
grinned. Julia and Mark had been concentrated on the stage, all the time
their hands entwined; he wanted to kiss her there, but he was happy with
looking at beautiful face from time to time.
During the break they went to the large lounge to stretch out legs; in
addition, that was a way to contacting the rest of society, where new
members were introduced and thus forming part of that circle of
money. Julia was the object of many eyes and Mark had to introduce her to
many people that she did not know, however she had been educated in high
class schools, so everybody did not have any doubt about her being
rich. They laughed amused. They were together with Granny when Michele came
towing his parents; he wanted they knew his friends. His dad, a tall and
middle-aged man greeted Granny and without intention he spoke a few words
in German, but immediately he rectified.
"I am awfully sorry Mrs. Rockwell." He said addressing to Helen's
granny. "But it is the instinct to speak in our mother language when we
find a compatriot. The old lady extended her hand to the man.
"Don't worry boy, we are not so conservative." Granny smiled and
they continued in English, but Mark and Patrick were surprised, since they
also spoke German as their mother's language. As it came that night,
Michele's father was the German Consul in the City; he had been in London
during four years and now he had been appointed in the city for five years,
thus Michele spoke fluently both languages. After introducing the boys they
returned to their seats chatting amicably. When they were sat down Michele
put his thighs in the way Patrick could see them clearly during the rest of
the concert. In a moment he approached his head to Patrick.
"Patrick, I would like to check with you some math problems; I am
not very strong on that subject. I wonder whether you would like to stay an
overnight in my house, I think we can have some good time and fun
together." Patrick grinned.
"We'll talk next Monday in the school. I'll see you after the match
in the showers; we'll talk it over." The small boy grinned slyly. The music
started and Patrick, for a moment slid his hand carefully under Helen's
wide dress rubbing her smooth left thigh; she almost jumped when she felt
the boy's hand as she blushed, though did not move. However, a parallel
move was happening on his left. Michele had slid his right hand under
Patrick jacket and now was rubbing his hard cock; both actions took him
near to his orgasm; he also was red and silently breathing hard. He thought
on what a scandal would be created if they were discovered; so reluctantly
he bent his head to Michele, as if he was telling him a message.
"Do you want us to be caught?" The boy chuckled as Patrick
added. "We'll have time." Michele slid back his hand and slavishly rubbed
his thighs. Patrick gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he was close
his orgasm. He retrieved his hand from the girl and thus he stopped the
point of not return; his dick flexed its jerking against his underwear, yet
he felt the wetness of his abundant precum, and he feared it could show up
thru the fine fabric of his trousers. The girl looked ad him and he blushed
this time, thinking she was aware of his torment moments.
The concert ended and everybody stood up and left their seats. In the hall
they said goodbye to Michele's family and went to a dinner-dance that had
been organized in the Great Hall Restaurant. That was one of the most
luxury houses in the city; the Mayor had organized the event at the request
of his daughter and son. As they said, "this is a good moment to make
publicity for the future elections." Mark danced with Julia without leaving
any options to others; all contrary of Patrick, that found a justification
to test another girl he liked." At 11:00 they returned home, and when Julia
was cuddled under Granny arm she said:
"This must be a dream; I would want never being awakened from it."
The old lady caressed her silky hair; she kissed the child's head on the
hair.
"Julia, this is not a dream, but a reality that you should have
enjoyed long time ago. Your heart deserves it. You are not a Cinderella
but a true great girl and I hope we will have many times as this one; even
better. Life has not treated you well. In the future you will have good and
bad times, but if you are strong and love each other, time will elapse so
quick that you won't believe." She extended her arms round her grand
children including Julia and pulled them to her heart. "I love you all."
Patrick had heard every thing and he jumped on her lap and kissed her as
Julia and Mark did the same. In that moment the car stopped and the two
boys descended from the car and escorted the girl to her house. She
extracted a key from her little bag and gave it to Mark who opened the
door. She entered followed by her boy; Patrick remained outside waiting for
his brother. They entered and stopped for a moment and knew they had not
much time; she launched herself into Mark arms and they kissed on the lips
a long and wet kiss; then Mark said:
"I would like to be with you forever, guarding you, loving you..."
She kissed him again.
"I would like too, but Granny is waiting." They kissed a peck on
the lips.
"Have nice dreams my beautiful Julia, my angel." And he left. Julia
closed the door, sat on the sofa and started crying as she murmured: "I
love you, my Mark, my little husband." Those were not tears of sorrow, but
happiness, as she had never expected. She undressed and before she could
realise she was hard asleep. It has been a day of too many emotions, a day
to write in his heart in gold letters, not matter what the future could be.
The Mercedes entered into the large and tidy garage where another two
vehicles were parked. The driver helped the lady and both boys, one at
each side, entered her in the house. Mrs. Black, the driver's wife and
housekeeper, was still watching TV, after checking about the little girls,
her husband put on the security system and everybody went to bed. As soon
as the boys entered in their room, Patrick said:
"Mark, my balls ache as never before." He took off his trousers and
underwear and left free his semi-erected cock, still with some precum on
its head. Mark looked to his brother with love, as he also got naked.
"That pain is the cause of your sexual excitement, it is not good
to keep it; you need to release it."
"Release it, how?" Mark grinned, gave a push to his younger brother
who lay on his back on the bed; and before he could move, Mark put his
brother's long dick into his mouth and started sucking him; Patrick did not
need much action; however, he pulled his brother to him in 69 position and
took his dick into his mouth too, until his nose touched the little parch
of hair that was growing very fast on his brother's crotch. After one
minute, Patrick felt the strong feeling arriving to his loins, he arched
his hips and in seconds he stopped breathing, with a low moan he spurted
his little load into his brother's mouth; that made Mark to scream in
pleasure as his body tensed and started offloading his semen into his
brother throat. When they recovered their breath, Mark kissed his brother.
"Thanks, little brother, I too needed that release." They turned
around and Patrick was on top of Mark, he started kissing him on the eyes,
nose, dimples, chin, and finally he sucked his nipples. Mark's dick started
to grow again.
"I love you, Mark. If you were not my brother I would not mind to
fight Julia for your love, even knowing you and I prefers girls, but when I
am with you, my heart aches only for your caresses and your love; it is so
important for me..." Mark understood his brother's words; they were as two
halves of the same orange without being twins. He kissed Patrick on the
mouth and a few minutes later they were panting. Mark separated his brother
tenderly.
"Today is a special and magic day and I promised you..." Patrick
looked at his brother carefully.
"Mark, you don't need to do that. I know you don't like it and you
want to do it only to please me." Mark looked into his brother eyes and
could see his animal needs. His dick had started to spurt precum only
thinking about what he was proposing him.
"A promise is a promise and I don't want to break my word. How
shall I do it?" Patrick sighed.
"Please, lie on your tummy and place the pillow under your crotch."
Mark did as instructed. The boy watched that rounded and beautiful butt,
now in process changing into puberty. He pulled out his cheeks and saw the
object on his long time waited dream. He licked Mark's hole and he squirmed
as the sensible nerve endings were touched by Patrick tongue. He felt his
dick starting to grow, but soon Patrick left that job and put his hand and
his mouth of Mark's butt cheeks. After a while, he stood and went to their
sideboard; he rummaged there until he found the tube of vaseline that they
had used when Mark fucked him. Mark spread wide his legs as Patrick applied
a wad of the lube substance on his hole. First with his forefinger he
introduced the product into his brother's anus greasing it, then he used
two fingers; Patrick's dick was long and thin; Mark moaned a couple of
times when his prostate was touched. Patrick grinned cunningly and placed a
large quantity of the slipping cream on his hard cock. He was ready. He
sighed. "Are you ready, brother?"
"Yes, I am. Go ahead."
"Alright, but let me know if I hurt you." Mark did not answer; his
dick was flat and flaccid under his tummy. Patrick watched that lovely butt
showing up; he guided his long and thin boy tool with his left hand to the
port of entry, he sighed and gasped in that magic moment. Mark relaxed,
Patrick pushed and his dick entered very easy into the rosebud orifice. He
remained during half a minute there, then retracted a little and then he
pushed again to the hilt. Mark moaned in pain as his butt was roughly
treated. Patrick was now panting, he asked again. "Are you alright,
brother?"
"Yes, but hold on during a couple of minutes until I get used to
your dick." Patrick was regretting now to have started fucking his brother,
however, now there was not point to regret after his brother virginity had
been removed. "Go ahead, little brother." He heard as if his brother were
in another world. He started slowly fucking Mark, but soon, as his lust
increased, his animal part appeared; he placed his hands on Mark's hips and
fucked him strong and hard. Patrick was panting and sweating as his orgasm
quickly approached. Mark noted how his butt expanded as his brother's dick
got engorged. A couple of tears came out from his eyes. In that moment he
understood how a person could feel when was raped. Patrick reached his peak
and with a final thrust he started spurting his little load into his dear
brother bowels. That feeling of regret overwhelmed him as he lay on top of
his adored brother, starting to sob in silence. Mark felt the wetness of
his brother's tears on his neck; he managed to turn over keeping his
brother hard tool into his butt. He placed his legs round Patrick waist and
dragged him to his face; he kissed him tenderly asking slowly. "Why do you
cry?" Patrick raised his head and kissed softly his brother's lips.
"I think you know why. I feel miserable; I don't deserve to be your
brother." He started again sobbing."
"Hey Patrick! I did because I like it."
"Don't be a liar, brother. Your dick is flat and flaccid, how can
you say you enjoyed it?"
"Well, I did not say I enjoyed it, but perhaps in the second half I
will." Patrick looked amazed to his loved brother.
"There will not be a second half. I have hurt you more than
enough." Mark smiled; he was not sure what he was trying to do.
"You have enough experience to make me to enjoy it and your cock is
still hard. Come on brother!" It was true; Patrick cock was hard as he
watched his brother under him. He started kissing Mark round his face,
licking his nipples and then they went into a passionate kissing. Patrick
started thrusting his dick again into Mark's butt and the same time rubbing
and jacking off his brother's cock. Soon both boys were panting and moving
at unison, this time their moans of pleasure came at the same time, Mark
arched his hips as the impact of his orgasm reached him and started
squirting his semen on his few pubes. As Patrick saw that beautiful clear
milk out of his brother, he gave a long thrust and his fluid went into his
brother's guts. Their hard breath and gasps could be heard in the
room. When they recovered a little, Mark extended his arms and dragged the
covers over them. In seconds the brothers were hard asleep cuddled into
each other arms.
Patrick woke up late; Mark was still hard asleep with a beautiful
smile on his face. Patrick contemplated his brother with love and tenderly
placed a light peck on his forehead. Probably he was having a beautiful
dream because his dick was forming a tent on the covers. With care he
dragged the sheet down to uncover his lovely hard cock. It was jerking and
he could see its head peeking out of the foreskin. Patrick thought that he
owed him one. He bent over, and with the tip of his tongue partially
dragged the foreskin back, taking into his lips tenderly the head. Mark
moaned and instinctively he started pulling up his dick and moaning,
murmuring unintelligible words. He wanted to take the full length of his
cock into his mouth, but that would mean wakening him up. He absorbed the
precum with his tender lips and suddenly Mark raised his hips and started
spurting his clear seed into Patrick's mouth. He swallowed all of it while
Mark was panting. One minute later, Mark recovered his breath, turned over
on his right side and continued sleeping. Patrick grinned; kissed his hips
and covered him. After having breakfast he took the bike and a book and
went near where Helen lived, a hill facing the sea. He was concentrated on
his reading when he felt two hands blinding him. He touched the hands
trying to recognize, however the smells gave him a clue:
"Helen?" The girl left him free.
"How have you recognized me?"
"Your lovely aroma can't be confused." She was wearing a buggy
dress that showed her rounded knees. She sat near him and smiled, but
blushed deeply.
"I have seen you running your bike. Do you like here? He looked
into her lovely eyes; he thought it might be worthwhile to fell in love
with a girl like this.
"Yes, I like this place. Mark and I used to come here very
often. He stared at her, and leaving the book on the grass, he pulled her
down on her back and kissed the lovely red lips. The girl did not move
amazed, but after a while, Patrick parted her teeth and their tongues
touched. She opened wide her blue eyes but soon she closed them and started
panting in pleasure; however, Patrick slid his left hand under her dress
and began rubbing both thighs. Helen moaned in pleasure, however, tenderly
she retrieved Patrick's hand and broke their French kissing.
"Patrick, I love that, but not here. If my dad knows it, he would
kill me." She quickly stood and walked out to her bike."
"Helen!" Patrick shouted. The girl turned around and quickly
approached him, she placed her arms round the boy's neck and kissed him
again; and then she ran to her bike and pedalled downhill to his
house. Patrick stood watching her:
"Girls! They are mad." He adjusted his semi erected dick and
resumed his reading; he obviously were not in love with her.
They resumed school and at lunch time the table now was completed
with two more members: Helen and Michele. On one side, starting from wall:
Julia, Mark and Alfred, in the other: Helen, Patrick and Michele. Their
work was even harder than before; lately, their parents had appreciated
this, so they encouraged their friendship. Mark and Julia met near everyday
in the library, where they prepared their home-works and gave a chance for
a hidden hug and kiss. The rest of the gang members helped on that
goal. Patrick also took the chance to do it with Helen. The girl eventually
was losing her shyness and was more confident. Patrick and Michele became
best friends; one week later, after playing a training soccer match,
Patrick winked an eye to Michele and he understood. Mark said:
"Patrick, I'll go quickly to shower, I want to meet Julia to
accompany her home." Mark and the rest of the boys entered in the building
and Patrick and Michele remained during some time playing on the field;
when they thought everybody had finished showering, they went to shower
themselves. At the entrance they met the coach that was leaving:
"Patrick, I am hurry; once you finish showering, please close the
room and handle the key to the janitor." While Patrick was talking, Michele
entered into the building. It was a large room; on the right side there
were four stalls with three showerheads each; on the other side twenty
lockers; and in the centre there was a large table with one large bench on
each side, where the boys sat to undress/dress. Michele sat on the bench
facing the door; he took off his shirt leaving on his buggy playing
shorts. He had his right leg on the floor, and the left one on top of the
bench, as he was untying his training shoe with his chin leaning on his
knee. Patrick entered and he immediately focused on Michele's smooth
thighs. The leg on top showed his and smooth white flesh till near
Michele's buttocks; Patrick dick started to grow as he approached Michele
that received him smirking.
"Can't you untie it? I'll do it for you." Michele grinned and put
his arm back on the bench leaving his legs exposed to Patrick. Patrick
slipped his hands on each thigh thru the pant leg; Michele sighed when he
felt his legs touched by his friend's hands. Patrick reached the boy crotch
and he took his young package in his hands. Michele gasped and moaned in
pleasure closing his eyes. He had been waiting for this moment since the
day they met in the theatre. Patrick heard the soft moans and he realised
that the door was open. Reluctantly he left Michele and locked the door,
however, before he reached where Michele was now standing on the bench, he
undressed, tossing his clothes on the large table; he approached Michele
and both boys looked into each other eyes for a couple of seconds, their
dicks hard as rocks; suddenly Michele launched himself into Patrick's arms
and their mouths met. Patrick parted his friend's teeth and their tongues
swirled inside as two snakes. Patrick junked Michele's pants and he stepped
out of them. They were kissing passionately; Michele placed his legs round
Patrick's hips as he rubbed his butt cheeks. Patrick held his friend hugged
to him, and without breaking their passionate kiss, he took him to one of
the booth.
Patrick placed Michele on the tiled floor and he stood; he then started
rubbing his back and his butt; he kissed, licked and lapped his neck, and
then his nipples. Michele felt those caresses and he become to rub his hand
round Patrick butt cheeks and his dick against his friend's crotch. He had
made sex things with some other boys, though never had felt like
now. Patrick descended to that beautiful round navel and tried to perforate
it with his tongue. Michele was panting and moaning. Patrick then sat on
the floor, he wanted to take Michele's total package into his mouth,
however, after measuring he realised it was impossible; Michele was well
gifted for his age, not very thick but large enough to gag him; he then
took his balls into his mouth and sucked them. Michele felt that new
sensation as his breath increased and his heartbeats stroke his
chest. Suddenly Patrick left his balls and engulfed his hard cock.
That was too much for him, the young boy could not resist the caresses that
Patrick was providing his cock. He felt a strong and warm sensation rising
from his loins to his dick as Patrick sucked the head and dragged back and
forth the foreskin with his lips. He had placed his hands on Patrick head
and instinctively was pushing it to his crotch. His body tensed, his breath
stopped and his knees buckled unable to sustain him when he received that
tremendous dry orgasm. He groaned like a pig being killed not caring
whether he was heard or not. He fell on top of Patrick head. Patrick being
aware of what was happening he held his friend's body to him placing his
strong arms round his butt, but continued sucking him. Michele felt that
strong sensation, now pleasure and ache at the same time. He wanted to tell
Patrick to stop, but he could not speak, he thought he was to pass out or
his heart would explode. Finally as Patrick observed Michele's dick
softening, he left his dick and tenderly sat him in front of him. Michele
still was with his eyes closed and gasping for air; Patrick grinned kissing
him on his sweaty hair. Michele put his arms round Patrick and his head on
his shoulder. After a couple of minutes, he recovered, raised his head to
his new friend and kissed him on the lips.
"I think I love you Patrick. Thanks for what you have done to me, I
never expected it was so, so good being with you." He kissed him again, but
now he was fully recovered, he tenderly pulled down Patrick on the floor
and before he could realise Michele was sucking his nipples and practically
doing what Patrick had done to him. The boy did not need much attention
because he was very close to his climax, but he wanted to enjoy those
beautiful cheeks and smooth skin. Michele took Patrick's cockhead into his
mouth, taking care about his teeth; he remembered what had happened to him
a few months back in England with an inexperienced boy. However, Patrick
dragged Michele butt to him, placing in a 69 position, but instead of
sucking his cock, he massaged his beautiful cheeks and thighs. His tongued
flicked his pucker with the tip of his tongue and Michele moaned again;
however, in spite of his efforts to prolong that lovely sensation, his body
went in a different direction. He arched his hips, his body got rigid and
with a loud moan he started to spurt his small load into Michele's mouth.
Probably he was waiting for it because he did not stop sucking his
dick. Patrick was still panting when suddenly Michele turned around and
placed his mouth on Patrick's; at the same time he took his new friend's
cock and placed it on his hole. He pushed down trying to impale himself but
it did not enter. Patrick aware of that broke the kiss, and tenderly said:
"Michele, it is neither the time nor the place. I think I love you,
too. We will have time for that."
"But I want you inside me. I want it since I saw you the first
time." Patrick caressed him again.
"Never mind, my friend. That must be done in a quiet place without
anyone being expected; otherwise I would hurt you. It always hurts a little
if it is not done with care, and I don't want to hurt you." Michele smiled
his friend and kissed him quickly on the lips.
"Thanks. Patrick, can I ask my dad for a sleepover? It can be in
your house or mine."
"Yes, it will be fantastic, but now let's get up, and shower; we
have lost too much time and the porter might come and catch us." They
smiled and soon they were soaping and cleaning each other, kissing their
dick from time to time, so when they finished they were ready to start
again having fun. They went to the table and started getting dressed. "You
know Michele, you have an appealing thighs, you better cover them otherwise
my dick will not rest in peace. They laughed loudly as they unlocked the
door; they watched the concierge coming to see why they were so
delayed. They left school carrying their bags and chatting on the way home.
"Patrick, what's about the girls? I would like to fuck one, but it
is difficult, they are so stupid..."
"Don't worry; we must look after that. I like girls too, they are
fucking good."
"Patrick, do you think that fucking a girl will be as good as
today?"
"I don't know, I have never fucked one, but while it comes, we can
continue ourselves having fun."
"Sure, we won't miss them." They laughed again.
Chapter 7
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School continued harder than ever. Julia and Mark had arranged their
meetings in the library with the complicity of a young teacher who ran it;
they kissed and hugged for a few minutes every time whenever no other
students were in there. Normally they ended up excited and Mark kept a
balls-ache until he jacked off or made love with Patrick. They thought to
talk their parents but postponed it until the coming Christmas.
Michele and Patrick had better opportunities and the following weekend they
arranged to sleepover in Michele's house. They went directly from school to
Michele's; his parents were in Germany meeting their bosses; in the house
only remained two women and the driver, plus a continued police guard
outside the house. They had supper and after a few minutes decided going
upstairs to his large bedroom. They said good nights to the housekeeper;
she knew Michele since he was a baby and was a close friend of his
parents. They perfectly knew what they wanted for the night, so he had
prepared everything for the event. They did not lose any time, as soon as
they entered in the room Michele locked the door and Patrick hugged him
desperately; their lips met and soon their tongues met inside their mouths
passionately, their cocks aroused and spilling precum as a premonition of
their coming sexual maturity. Michele started to undress but Patrick
stopped him.
I want to do it myself, I love watching your lovely thighs
appearing as I get you naked." The blond boy grinned and again their mouth
started a long and passionate wet kiss.
"In that case, let me undress you first." Patrick smiled at him and
stood in front of his friend and lover. Michele started unbuttoning his
white shirt accompanied by licking his friend's soft chest, kissing his
nipple that immediately got hard. Then he unbuckled his jeans that were
tenting; Patrick was enjoying Michele perfect manoeuvres. He thought his
friend was not as innocent as he seemed or perhaps his instinct was greater
than his. As Michele dragged down his jeans and underwear, Patrick's cock
popped up free now from his prison. The blond boy could not resist the
temptation, and as he was kneeled in front of that wonderful and wanted
dick, he quickly opened his mouth and engulfed it till the point he
gagged. Patrick moaned in pleasure but he wanted to reserve that for later
on; he wanted to please his friend as much as himself.
"It, It feel good Michele, but we'll have time for it. I want to
undress you, too." Michele looked up to his beautiful friend, kissed his
dick and reluctantly lay on the bed; his shorts tenting; his dick was
harder than ever before. Patrick liked a lot to explore those smooth thighs
without touching himself; his friend had put him in the verge of his
climax, but now it has cooled a little bit down, however, he thought it
would not be for a long time. He looked at Michele, he truly was a cute
boy; he had a slender but not skinny body, and he loved touching his
friend. He took his socks off and kneeled near him; he sneaked his hand up
his lovely legs and under Michele's baggy shorts. Patrick sighed and his
cock started spitting precum as he continued caressing and rubbing those
velvety smooth legs; finally his hands arrived to the objects of his lust,
his left hand cupped the ball sack and his right started slowly stroking
Michele's four inches cock. Michele moaned when he felt his dick rubbed; he
tried to do it himself because he also was near his climax, but Patrick
with a smile stopped him. Patrick slipped out his hands and yanked his
shorts down to Michele's ankles and immediately to the floor.
Both were stark naked and wanting a quick release. Patrick then went over
Michele and hugged him; their mouths met and their tongues swirled each
mouth desperately. Patrick then turned around so Michele was now on top of
him, starting to move up and down on Patrick; their crotches grinding
rubbing against each other wet dick. Only a minute was enough for these two
young and excited bodies to reach their first climax of the night. They
broke their kiss with a loud moan as Patrick arched his hips trying to push
his dick into his friend's belly and started spurting his white little
load. Michele's body tensed during some seconds and them both boys relaxed,
panting and gasping for air. Michele laid his head on Patrick's left
shoulder and after a few minutes, already recovered, he started licking and
kissing his friend neck. Patrick giggled as he felt his friend tongue on
his neck.
"You make ticklish to me, Michele." He raised his head and placed
his lips on Patrick's.
"That was wonderful, Patrick; I never thought it would be so good."
Patrick grinned, he knew his friend had some sex experience, but not much
and he was determined that Michele would not forget that night during his
whole life.
"Wait and see, friend; the night has just started and still we have
tomorrow."
"Would you fuck me now?" Patrick felt his dick going hard again as
he smirked. Michele continued: "Does it hurts?"
"I don't think so, perhaps only a little bit at the beginning; you
must realise that my dick is not as thick as one of your turds when you are
constipated; and that come out without any problem." Michele nodded
smiling. "It is different when an adult fucks a boy, even in that case,
after a few times, he gets used to a big cock without any problem."
"How do you know it?"
"I have read it somewhere, besides I have seen some pictures of
boys being fucked by a man, and they seemed to be very happy with the man's
dick in his bowels."
"Do you have those photos? I believe they are forbidden..."
"I know, but a boy showed me last year, he brought them from
Europe. Only a few years ago that was legal, even in US, and now they can
be seen in Internet. I don't know where, but I positively know they are
there." Michele was rubbing his dick that was very hard again; he sighed
and kneeled before his friend. Patrick was also hard again. "Turn around
Michele, let's do a 69." Michele looked at his friend a little bit puzzled
since he did not understand what he meant, but Patrick took his back to him
and started biting and licking his friend lovely butt cheeks. Now Michele
grinned understanding Patrick's words, as he watched in front of his face
that lovely four inches throbbing cock. He did not doubt a moment and took
into his mouth Patrick's whole meat; Patrick squirmed and moaned in
pleasure. Michele was a quick learner and he had started doing a lovely
blowjob to him. Patrick did the same; both were lying on his sides and
comfortably sucking each other. "Stop sucking me Michele."
"Why? I am close to it."
"Me too, but with that we will enjoy it for a longer time, besides,
when it comes, it will be much stronger; it is a way of self control, you
will see the results."
"Oh, I see. I did not know it." Patrick grinned as he resumed
sucking Michele's lovely dick. Both boys were moaning and panting again;
this time Michele was the one to retrieve as he noticed how Patrick's body
muscles were getting tensed. Patrick understood and he did the same.
"You are a quick learner, my friend." Patrick said between
gasps. Michele grinned and after a couple of minutes he resumed again his
task; this time ready to reach the highest orbit of his lust. It took only
a few minutes as both were sucking each other; Patrick arched hid hips and
moaned loudly; he near gagged Michele as he spurted his little amount of
semen into his friend's mouth. That drove Michele to the highest point ever
reached that he expressed with a long yield:
"Patrick!!!" Both collapsed on his sides breathing hard and gasping
for air. Their dicks started to get flaccid as they recovered from those
beautiful ecstasies. The young boys remained quiet during some minutes and
in silence involved in their own thoughts. Patrick then said:
"Michele, you are a fucking cool boy." Michele turned around and placed his
lips on top of Patrick's, savouring the taste of his friend's
semen. Michele understood the word from his new friend and deeply
appreciated his compliments.
"Thanks Patrick, I never thought I would find so good friends in
this country. Believe me, I'm proud of being your friend or whatever you
call our friendship, I'm very lucky." Patrick looked to his friend deeply
in the eyes, put his hand round his neck and dragged him to his face; their
lips again met and for a couple of minutes they enjoyed their mutual
contacts with a kiss of love.
"I think I love you Michele, but not only because we enjoy making
love or have sex, but because I like you a lot; I'm proud, too, of being
your friend. They hugged very tight and kissed lightly as Patrick used to
do to Mark. "Michele, with so many exercises I feel hungry; do we have
anything to eat?" Michele looked at his friend and grinned satisfied. He
jumped from the large bed and opened a mini-bar. Normally this type of
fridges is installed in the hotels, but his dad had ordered to install one
on each room, of course, that one had not alcohol, but juices and
refreshments. He had removed partially juices and filled the fridge with
sandwiches to feed two horny boys during a week.
"What do you want for this second dinner?" Patrick had not notice
the fridge and he was greatly surprised to see the amount of food and
beverages it contained.
"That confirms my appreciation of your being a cool boy." Both
laughed. They sat on the carpeted floor near the bed stark naked, eating
and laughing during near an hour. When they finished, Michele licked and
sucked his fingers, as an uneducated boy would do. Patrick looked a little
bit puzzled at him. "I suppose you don't do that in your father's
presence." Michele grinned.
"No, of course not, but I like doing naughty things when I am alone
or in a good company; however, I would not do it again if you don't like."
Patrick smiled.
"I do, too. You couldn't imagine what Mark and I have done when we
are left alone since we were little. Have you ever played a pee fight?"
"No, I suppose what it is, but had not the chance to do it."
We'll do it tomorrow. I'm sure you will enjoy it." While they were
talking Patrick had started rubbing his friend's thighs, starting from the
knees up to his crotch; that sensation got Michele's dick hard. He looked
at his friend's eyes.
"Why do you like so much to rub my legs, even more than my dick?"
Patrick sighed and put his left hand under Michele's ball sack starting to
caress his lovely cherries and sucking his hard thin dick.
I don't know why, Michele; they are very smooth and lovely to
touch; they feel the same as velvet and my dick get hard only thinking
about them. I have jacked off a few times during last week only thinking
about touching your lovely legs." Michele smirked and started rubbing his
friend's dick.
"I like more to rub and suck your cock; it is so wonderful and hot
in my hands... You can do whatever you like to me, Patrick. I enjoy any of
your touches as much as you do." Saying this he tugged himself near Patrick
and their mouths met; their tongues swirled mixing their saliva; a few
minutes later they broke their kiss, they were terrible excited. "Please
Patrick, let's do it. I want to know that sensation into me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am and I'm sure you will be tender enough so we can both
enjoy it." Patrick grinned, kissed him lightly.
"You can bet for it Michele. I would never hurt you. Do you have
what I told you?
"Yes, I do." He got out of the bed and rummaged in the drawer of
his nightstand and showed him a fair tube of vaseline. "How will you do
it?" Patrick smiled looking to his dick that was now hard and pouring
precum.
Well, there are a few positions: you can lay on you back; then you
would raise your knees to your chest, so your pucker will be in front of
me. I like this for the first times because we can see each other
face. There are others, for instance, you lay on your tummy with a pillow
under your crotch; that's good but I can't reach your dick. Other, you can
be at doggy, but with your head down on the bed showing up your butt; that
is mostly used in successive times. Also I can lie on my back and you would
impale yourself on my cock. This has the advantage of you controlling your
butt in case it hurts..." Michele interrupted him.
"I think the first one is the best. We will have time to try
others. I want to see you in front of me." While they were talking Patrick
had opened the tube, and Michele immediately lay on his back and took his
knees up to his chest. Patrick kneeled in front of him, extracted a glob of
the clear cream on his finger and placed it on Michele's pink pucker,
rubbing on the surface; Michele moaned in pleasure and Patrick's cock
jerked in anticipation. "It feels very good, Patrick; I did not know that
were so a sensible place." Patrick grinned. He extracted another glob on
his forefinger and pulled it into Michele's butt. It went very easy into it
starting to spread it inside; he pulled further in and Michele suddenly
moaned loudly. "That feel lovely, if you do that a few times I think I'll
come before you entered me." Patrick sighed.
"That's a very sensitive part in your bowels, your prostate. Your
will learn later how important it is. By the way, has anyone fucked you
recently?"
"No. Why? You will be the first. No one has ever fucked me."
"Your hole is very loose and soft." Michele laughed and Patrick
looked at him puzzled.
"Well, there is an explanation. You must promise me not to tell
anybody."
"I promise; besides we have mutual secrets that only both can
share." Michele grinned.
"Yesterday afternoon I got from the kitchen a thick carrot and after
showering and while I did my home work, I smeared it with Vaseline and put
into my butt. I kept it there for a few hours until I was ready to bed."
Patrick grinned as Michele continued. "The funny thing is that every night,
before going to bed, Maria, my mom's maid, comes to my room and brings me a
glass of milk. Last night she did, but the carrot was plugged into my
butt, so, quickly I got it out before she entered and started to eat
it. She is Spanish origin, and in Spanish the butt hole is called "ass
eye." So, when she saw me munching the carrot she said –That's good for
the sigh, you should do that frequently- I laughed because she ignored
where it had been." Both started laughing again.
"It is not a surprise for me; I did the same the first time before Mark
fucked me."
"Has he fucked you?"
"Yes, many times during the past three years."
"Did you fuck him?"
"No. He does not like it. He does it to me because we love a lot each
other; he's always ready to please me.
"It must be great to have a brother like Mark. I miss it and I admire him a
lot."
"Now he has a crush on Julia and he's all the time thinking about her. She
is great, too. I suppose they will fuck each other as soon as they have the
opportunity; I am sure he will marry her when they are adults. They deeply
love each other, as I have never seen before." He sighed. "Are you ready?
My dick is requesting me to fuck your butt." Michele smiled.
"Yes, I am."
"Please let me know if it hurts so I can stop."
"Alright, go ahead." Patrick placed his right hand on Michele's hips and
with his left one guided his hard and greased dick to the most intimate
entrance. He pushed hard and amazingly it went into Michele's butt half of
it. Michele moaned.
"Does it hurt?" Michele grinned.
"Nothing; I feel a little full, but pleasant. Put all in." Patrick
retracted his tool leaving only the head in, then he pushed slowly but
steady, and in seconds he was entirely inside his friend, his balls lapping
his friend's lovely butt cheeks. "Go to the hilt, Patrick, it feels
fantastic."
"I am totally in you Michele, nothing's left." He bent over and their
mouths met starting kissing; at the same time Patrick moved back a little
and pulled again into his friend's premises. After a few times Patrick
increased the pace as Michele was moaning and panting.
"I am coming in a minute. I am very close to it. When you, you... touch
that... spot." Patrick noted how Michele trembled as beads of sweat covered
his beautiful forehead. He increased his thrusts. Oh Patrick!" He stretched
out his legs and wrapped them round Patrick's hips pulling him to his body
as much as he could in the peak of his dry orgasm. Patrick knew what
Michele was experiencing; he was close to his climax, too. He stopped
thrusting and went on his right side, partially dragging Michele with him;
he was now behind him hearing his gasps. He nibbled him a few times on his
back neck and Michele sighed.
"It... it has been beautiful Patrick, but still you are not done."
"I wanted you to enjoy, Michele; I am very close to it."
"I want to see your face, Patrick; can we turn over? I don't want you out
of me." Patrick pulled his friend on top of him, then, Michele turned
around facing his new friend and lover. He looked at him, bent over and
their mouths met in a tender moment. "It is marvellous Patrick; you are so
warm and hard." He started kissing Patrick again, now passionate and moving
up and down so his erect penis was rubbing between their bellies. Patrick
placed his hands on Michele's hips and helped him moving up and down in his
impalement. Soon they were in a frenzy race to reach their own
climaxes. Patrick left Michele alone in his lust and placed one hand on the
younger boy thigh and the other on his now again hard smaller dick. They
needed only a few minutes to reach the point of not return; Patrick could
not stop his orgasm and he arched his hips pulling his dick deep into his
friend's butt. He groaned as his cock spurted his small load into Michele
warm rectum. Michele quickly replaced Patrick's hand on his dick and as a
madman he jerked off it at the same time he moved; Patrick's cock still
very hard touching his magic spot in every movement, as his friend reached
his third orgasm only half a minute later. Exhausted the young boy fell on
top of his friend, his head on his right shoulder, panting and moaning; his
lovely blond wet hair glued to his forehead with sweat. After a few minutes
their young bodies recovered their normal breathing, however they were hard
asleep.
It was too late for them, since they normally used to go to bed
earlier. They woke up nine hours later; Michele had slipped to his right
side during the night, but still he was with his arm round his
friend. Probably due to the accumulation of urine in their bladders plus
the contact of their bodies, both were hard again. Michele rose a little
and lay on his right elbow watching his near asleep friend. He thought it
was not strange that girls liked Patrick, besides being a good friend, he
was very pretty, even prettier than most of the girls. He placed his lovely
lips on Patrick's and tenderly kissed him. "I love you, Patrick." He
mumbled. Patrick opened his eyes, extended his arms out and dragged his
friend to him.
"You are a beautiful boy, Michele. Don't you know that?"
"If you say it... I hope girls have the same opinion."
"I'm sure they have." He looked at nightstand clock. "Well I must remind
you we have this morning the match against the senior boys, so we have not
much time left."
"Do we have time for another...?"
"You are incorrigible. Didn't you have enough last night? How does your
butt feel?"
"Lovely, only a little wet. I suppose it is part of the stuff you put in
and your semen."
"Let's go to the bathroom." Both jumped from the bed and ran to the toilet,
and then they went in the large shower. "Let's do the pee fire. Hold your
dick and when I count three we will release it spreading your pee on me as
if I were the fire to extinguish; I'll do the same to you.
"Alright. One, two three!" They aimed their pee yellow streams to each
other and as they started to laugh, part of it went into each other
mouth. Once they were empty, stared amused at each other. All the sudden,
Patrick hugged his friend and their lips met followed by their tongues.
After a couple of minutes they broke their kiss. Michele then said: "Do you
want to fuck me again, Patrick?" He looked his friend lovingly.
"Let's shower first, then, we will decide what to do."
"Let's me soap you first, then you can do it to me." Michele took the
sponge with some soap and rubbed Patrick's body, when he arrived to his
dick, before soaping it, he could not stop putting it into his mouth and
starting sucking it."
"Please..." Patrick moaned. "Please continue the soaping job." Michele
looked up his friend and grinned as he continued. "Now is my turn." Patrick
took the sponge and rubbed slowly his friend smooth upper body, then he
went to his most appreciate parts, his thighs. He left the sponge aside and
with his hand soaped with care the beautiful and smooth legs; from time to
time placing kisses on them; Michele moaned in pleasure at his friend
touch, he loved that and could not stop moaning. Patrick did the same than
Michele had done to him. It was impossible to go ahead without tasting in
his mouth that beautiful long sausage, so he took his package into his
mouth.
"I'm close Patrick, please let's finish the shower." Reluctantly Patrick
stopped caring his friend dick, he opened the showerhead and they
rinsed. But they were already too excited to go to the bed; Patrick then
went on his knees and started sucking Michele. "Let's do it as we did in
the school." Patrick nodded and in seconds they were engaged sucking each
other in a 69 position. Only a few minutes were necessary to get then to
highest orbit of their lust; they squealed as their orgasms reached the
peak. They remained gripped to each other breathing hard for a few minutes
until they recovered; then dried, dressed, arranged everything and ran
downstairs to have breakfast. The housekeeper had prepared breakfast and
the boys ate it with an excellent appetite, after so much sex exercise.
"Remember what the Coach said, we must always play on surface,
never aerial, seniors are taller than us, so they could beat us very easy,
but we are faster than they are." Patrick said between bites.
"Yes, but I think we must deceive them, if we can. I suppose they
know how we play and they will try to have fun on us."
"Sure they will; as soon as we meet Mark we will settle our
strategy." They finished breakfast and stay for a few minutes talking about
the school qualifications that now were on the general board, the three of
them and Julia were on the top ranking of their class. Michele then said.
"My dad is very happy with my qualifications and I suppose that
yours are the same."
"They are more than happy; they never expected such good news, but
Mark has pushed us all to the top."
"Yes, he did." Michele looked at his friend on the eyes. "I am very
happy to have you and Mark as my best friends, especially you,
Patrick. Thanks for everything." He looked around and not seeing anybody he
hugged and kissed Patrick a peck. Patrick placed his hand on the younger
boy leg and kissed him back. Michele grinned and sighed. "We better go to
the school; otherwise we must start again upstairs.
"Yes, you are right." They took their backpack and picked up the
bikes from the garage. The policeman at the main gate smiled at them and
they pedalled to the school. It was Saturday and they watched many boys and
girls of all ages, as well as parents, going to the soccer field. They
entered into the changing room where most of the team members were changing
into the blue baggy shorts and red shirts. Immediately they spotted Mark
who was already dressed into the uniform; Patrick hugged and kissed his
brother as if a year had elapsed. They were too close brothers and not used
to be apart from each other. Mark then hugged Michele tightly.
"We are very happy to have you as one of our best friends,
Michele." He had talked him in German since the other boys were in the far
side of the room. Michele sighed and hugged him back. How was the night?"
Michele looked at Patrick and he nodded; he had not secrets for Mark and
Michele knew this.
"Lovely Mark; I never thought Patrick could be so good and tender."
He blushed. "We enjoyed the night and the morning." They had been changing
into the playing clothes while they talked, so Patrick could not take his
eyes from Michele's beautiful thighs as he added:
"And still we have tonight." Mark smirked slyly.
"You better stop talking about that; otherwise we will all get
hard." They laughed noisily changing into English as the Coach approached
with the rest of the boys. All went round him.
"Now boys we have the chance to take their euphoria down to a
peg. They are very cocky and believe will rub us." Addressing to the
goalkeeper he continued. "John, during the first part you are going to bear
most of the work, if we end up the first part scored zero they will go into
nervous, and the second half will be ours. Mark, Michele and Patrick, you
must run as leopards; they are taller than us, but not faster, in this lays
our essence. Counter attacks are our main weapon. Now boys I must stress
that I don't want any of you be harmed. They are stronger than you are and
probably more than one will be on the grass, but I repeat, I don't want any
of you being hurt, I prefer to lose the match." All boys loved their coach
and with a murmur they jumped into the field. The match started and as the
coach had said, the elder boys launched themselves as hurricane to resolve
the match in a few minutes, however, the well organized defence and John's,
the goal keeper's performance, frustrated all the efforts; on contrary, a
few counter attacks proved they were not invincible, once Michele found
himself alone in front of the goal keeper with the ball on his foot,
unfortunately the shot went out.
After the first 45 minutes, the score continued unmoved; the younger boys
were feeling as happy as they were at the beginning. During de second half
the elder's team coach changed the strategy, placing two boys to cover
Michele, leaving Patrick and Mark with more space; but Michele ran as a
hare and the two boys' headache started to increase; they clearly
understood that they had underestimated the younger boys. Ten minutes to
the end seniors were tired and wanting to finish that nightmare; but that
even increase juniors strength. They had talked with John, the goal keeper,
a strategy; in a moment he saw him near the division line, he shot the ball
to him; he ran and as usually pursued by the two boys; to his right side
Mark was running and was free; he shot the ball to him and when all taller
boys thought he would shot, he stopped and sent the ball to Patrick over
them making a perfect parabola out of their reach; Patrick shot with his
left leg and the ball went into the net and under the tall boy goalkeeper
legs. No one expected so a good play; boys, girls, men and women watching
the match, shouted and screamed loudly. All juniors boys team came and
hugged Patrick making a heap of boys on the grass. Seniors could not
explain how these brats were beating them, "the semi-finalist team" of the
state seniors' league. The match resumed and they tried at least to score
1-1; but they failed, still in their nervousness, Michele escaped from his
guardians and shot the ball that chocked against the wood frame. The
referee announced the end of the match and the field crowded with
enthusiastic fans, especially girls. Julia with Helen could not stop a sigh
when Mark sent her his best smile. Helen ran to the field, as many others,
hugged and kissed Patrick; in seconds, when his lips were near his cheeks
she murmured:
"I'll wait for you in the boathouse tomorrow about 11 am." He
grinned, but in that time another girl and more boys came to hug him and
congratulate for the victory. All boys went to the showers and hugged their
coach who left them alone to shower and go home; however, he told them next
Monday the director had invited the team for a special lunch outside the
school. Mark was eager to leave to meet Julia.
"Michele you are alone at home, well... not so alone." He rectified
grinning glancing at them. "But Granny told me she wanted us to have lunch
at home together; I'll try to convince Julia's mom, even if necessary we'll
invite her, too. What do you think?" Patrick looked at Michele and he
nodded; he was an educated boy and could not disregard the old lady's
invitation. They had planned to spend the full evening engaged in their
mutual lovemaking, but he thought they would have time enough during the
night. All went to meet Julia and made the proposal to her, she welcomed
the idea of being together with Mark without the restrictions imposed by
their secret.
"I don't know what my mom will say, but I think we have a
motivation for it."
"I will ask Granny to convince her." She smiled and without anyone
noticing, she pressed her boy's hand. Mark pressed hers back and both
blushed. They left Julia at her home; her mom was not there though she had
left a written note she would return within a few minutes; the young couple
entered into the house and as soon as they were out of the sight of the
others, he took her in his arms and kissed her passionately; immediately
his cock started getting hard and was tenting his shorts. They broke their
kiss with a sigh. She looked into those eyes she liked so much and gave him
a peck on the lips.
"What are you going to do with... your tenting?" She signalled to
his shorts. They laughed.
"They are used to see it and are not ignorant boys." They grinned
again, a new kiss and Mark left. As they started walking his hard on faded
away. Once at home they gladly kissed and hugged Granny. All boys and the
little seven-years-old girl deeply loved the old woman; Mark then sat down
near her, while his little sister jumped on his lap.
"Congratulation boys, for your victory! This will add something to
our lunch. What would you like to eat? I don't want anyone cooking, so
either we go out or I call our restaurant to bring our meal."
"We prefer the latter." Patrick said, "We are more comfortable
here." He looked at Michele and he nodded. Then Mark intervened.
"Granny, what about if we invite Julia and her mom?" The old lady
smiled.
"It is an excellent idea, my son. I need to speak to Julia's mom
and this would be a great moment to do it. I would have preferred that your
parents were present, but they know all about it. I have talked to them."
The boys looked a little bit astonished to the lady. "Oh! Don't look so
surprised, you all know that Julia and Mark love each other; I believe it
is the moment to give that relationship some... let's say formality." Mark
was the only one to react and he kissed his grandmother with all his tender
love he could gather."
"I love you, Granny. It was not strange that Grandpa loved you so
much." She looked to her adored grandchild and gave him a peck.
"Please handle me my cell phone." She dialled Julia's home and had
a long talk with her mom; then with Julia. "They will be here about 1:00
pm." She made not further commentary and phoned to their restaurant,
ordering lunch for all, included the maid that was assisting her. It was a
little chilly outside since they were near Christmas. Julia and her mom
came and all boys went outside to receive them. Her mom was overwhelmed
with their attentions and Julia eyes sparked when she saw her boy: She was
in love as only a twelve-years-old girl can be. Lunch was served and
happily all celebrated that victory. "Please boys and girls, I need to
speak privately to Mrs. Martinez. You can go upstairs to the playroom while
I have a cup of coffee with her."
Julia's mom knew that her daughter was in love with Mark; at the beginning
she was not very pleased because she was very young, but she thought more
that once that she had the same age of her daughter when she started loving
her late husband. Even secretly they enjoyed their bed until got married;
not very often, but whenever they could. She had never released that secret
to her daughter, but that was the truth and she never regretted those
moments that were the sweetest ones of her life. However, many mothers
normally think that what they did was not right and wanted their daughters
or sons to behave differently.
The boys ran upstairs gladly. Patrick knew very well his brother, so he
dragged little Margaret and Michele to the playroom and left Julia and Mark
alone in their bedroom. That was probably the first time they would enjoy
real privacy, thought for a short time. As soon as they went into the room
Julia blushed because she knew what they wanted. Mark took her from behind
and turned her around; their mouths met followed by their tongues. It was
warm inside plus the heating emanating from their bodies they started to
sweat. Julia slipped her hands under her boy's shirt and started rubbing
his strong back and chest muscles. How she loved that! How good it felt!
She trembled only to the contact. She felt Mark's palm over her little
breasts and she could not stop her breath starting to increase. Mark
dragged her to the bed and she knew she liked that but they had planned to
do it in a quiet place, but could she stop her boy? She was very weak in
his hands, she only could murmur:
"Please my love, please." Mark knew what her concerns were and he
was determined to enjoy the moment but being loyal to his word. They were
terribly excited; he kissed her round the neck, ears and finally those
lovely lips at the same time he dragged up her blouse, appearing in front
of his eyes that beautiful little bra covering the undeveloped nipples and
breasts; he took it out and tossed on the chair, then lay on top of her and
put the erect nipple into his mouth. Julia could not resist Mark's caresses
and she surprisingly started panting and wanting him to put his dick into
her cunt. She arched her hips to meet his cock that she had noted
hard. Mark guessed they both were near their orgasms in spite of not being
totally naked. He quickly took his shorts and underwear off and her
skirt. Both were naked except for the thin fabric waterproof pants that
covered her most private parts. Their bodies shook and with their mouth
glued they reached their first real orgasm being naked. Mark started to
spurt his semen on top of her belly as she groaned in pleasure; beads of
sweat running from their foreheads. With their legs crossed and his hard
dick pressing against her belly he fell near her.
"I love you Julia; I immensely love you." Still breathing heavily
she turned a little bit to her left side and kissed his boy tenderly.
"I love you, too, Mark. I never thought I could love someone as I
love you." But they were too young to empty so soon, Mark cock was still
hard and poking against her belly. She moved a little bit away and looked
at medium size penis of the teenager; she extended her hand and touched it
carefully. Mark gasped in pleasure. "Do you like it?" Mark could not
articulate a word, his breath increased, and then he placed his hands on
her nipple and started circling with his palm the still wet nipples. She
again lost control of her; Mark stopped while he put his arms round her and
started to pet her neck, her chest and then her nipples. He immensely loved
those little nubs. He could not stop, he was not now so excited but his
dick wanted a real great release. He caressed Julia's body and notice how
wide still were her hips, the same as his; they still needed to grow up a
lot before their bodies became into an adults; but now they were able to
enjoy their contacts.
He started again with the initiative and licked and sucked her nipple,
then, he descended to her navel and put his tongue in it. He felt her hands
on top of his head and how she caressed his curly hair; both were
increasingly being excited; Julia's body moved as Mark touched her; she
wanted to rub his dick but it was far away from her, so she rubbed his neck
and shoulders sending him waves of warm pleasures. He placed his left hand
between her thighs and she instinctively spread them to give a better
access to his boy. Mark now was kneeled near her, he then took the elastic
band of her pants and pulled them down to her thighs; she knew what would
come after. She could not stop him because her body wanted that, but
something inside her brains was telling her that this was not the moment. A
murmur and a few words came out from her throat:
"No my love...! Mark grinned; he saw the beautiful cunt with only a
few pubes, still with pink lips, and when she thought he would put his boy
meat into her, she was astonished to see how he bent and started licking
and sucking her juices. When he put his tongue into her vagina, she
squealed in pleasure, she pulled up her hips to meet his tongue. Then Mark
replaced her pants and put his dick on top of her cunt, only separated by
the thin fabric. She felt her boy cock along her cunt and both started
moving frenzy. She hugged him very tight to her, trying to pull his dick
into her. Their young bodies exploded in passion as they were hit by the
best of orgasm they could have imagined, spreading Mark's seed all over her
belly. Exhausted they lay on the bed panting and gasping for air. In one
minute they were sleep. They did not know how long had been asleep, but a
light knocks on the door awaked them up.
"Mark, please, come on; Granny is calling us downstairs." It was
Patrick. They quickly got up, kissed lightly and smiled.
"I need a quick shower, Mark."
"That door is our private bathroom. Get it while I talk to the
boys." He quickly cleaned himself with a towel and got dressed while Julia
had a shower to remove her boy's spunk. A few minutes later they were all
having lunch; when they finished entered into the library. Granny then
said:
"Mrs. Martinez and I have talked about Julia's future; since it
concerns both of you; I want to tell you all about." Patrick knew that was
not his business and that Mark would tell him later; he looked at his
grandmother and she understood the look and the question in his
grandchild's eyes; she then added: "This has nothing to do with you
Patrick, and I guess you want more to come back to Michele's. Both blushed.
"Yes, Granny. If you excuse us..." They gave a kiss to
Mrs. Martinez and Granny; took their bikes and returned to Michele's home
to spend a new and wonderful evening. They did more or less as the previous
night, but this time the leading was in Michele's hands, except rubbing his
lovely thighs. We will meet then later. When they left, Margaret sat on the
living room's carpet watching some cartoons on the TV.
"Please, Julia, Mark; sit down." The old lady said, as they obeyed
and looked at each other a little bit embarrassed. She then started: "Mark,
I'll try no to be a pain." The girl and the boy grinned as she continued:
"Since I knew Julia, I was concerned about her education and
future. Intelligence like hers, could not be spoiled; let alone when I knew
you were in love each other." Julia and Mark blushed. "Oh don't worry; it
is not new on the earth! You are too young to get a firm compromise as used
to be in the old times, therefore, independently of what you do with your
relationship, in the future, I have funded a bank insurance for Julia, in
order she can go to the best university of this country once she finished
her schooling. The only condition is that she continues working hard as up
to now. In the years to come, you will let us know what you wish to do with
your lives; nevertheless, while you grow up, your petting must be
restricted to this and Julia's house. Nobody out of our families must know
anything about our consent, since that would only lead to gossips. You are
responsible persons and we trust on you, but this society would not
understand it." Mark and Julia did not know what to say. Julia took Mark's
hand and firstly spoke.
"Mom, Granny, I loved you a lot before today, but, but, but..." She
could not stop her tears coming down her lovely cheeks; she launched into
her mom's arms and Mark did the same with Granny. When they relaxed stood
and looking into each other eyes they hugged and kissed tenderly in front
of their grownups family." Mark then said.
"Thanks Mrs. Martinez, we promise, you won't have any complaint
about us on our behaviour, so I just ask you to let me see Julia apparently
as two good friends, but she is more than that because we have planned..."
They blushed deeply, but bravely continued. "We have planned to get married
before we go to the university." The ladies laughed and Mrs. Martinez said:
"You have my blessing, Mark; I hope to be a young grandmother."
They all laughed again, Julia pressed her boy's hand and dragged him to the
next room, there she took his face in her hands and they kissed
passionately. As they left the library Julia's mom said:
"You are right, Mrs. Wilhelm. We could stop them now doing what
their love requests, but within a couple of years they would see the way to
do whatever they liked in our back, as many do in cars or wherever they
can; letting them clearly know we agree with their love, we will have
control on them, besides, we have gained their affection..."
"That's what matters most, because they would see the way of doing
whatever they wanted in a way or another."
Chapter 8
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As soon as Patrick and Michele arrived at home, left the bikes in the
garage and went upstairs to his room. Normally no one would disturb them
until dinner, nevertheless Patrick locked the door because he liked to be
hundred per cent sure about it. They were horny boys, and as soon as they
were into the room Patrick undressed and pushed Michele to the bed; slowly
he took off Michele's socks and then his jeans; his mouth was watering
watching the smooth velvety thighs; he bent over and started licking the
silky skin. He could see the tent formed in the younger boy's underwear by
his hard cock. Michele gasped as Patrick's hands approached to his crotch;
he slid his hands under the underwear and rubbed the hot cock and
balls. Michele moaned in pleasure. He had placed his hands on top of
Patrick's head and was caressing his silky hair. Patrick then introduced
two fingers under the elastic waistband and dragged the underwear out of
his legs. He loved that beautiful boy and his cock, so in seconds he took
it into his mouth and started eagerly sucking it.
"Please Patrick, let me suck your dick, I need it." Patrick smiled
and turning around he went on top of his friend in a 69 position. Michele
liked a lot that lovely butt; he kneaded his cheeks, parted them and
started licking Patrick's pucker nerve endings. Michele felt Patrick's wet
cock on his upper chest pushing against it as his friend moaned at his
tongue contact.
"Michele, fuck my butt, but not with your tongue, but with your
hard cock. That's too good." Michele grinned, but he thought they needed
that first release, so after a few more licks, he took Patrick's cock into
his mouth and enthusiastically started sucking it while his hand massaged
his ball sack. Only one minute later he felt as Patrick pushed down his
cock into his mouth and the known flavour of his semen spurt on his
tongue. That's was more than enough for him; a spasm went thru his whole
body, he arched his hips as Patrick increased his sucking reaching that
lovely warm sensation of his orgasm. Panting, they slid to their sides
leaving each other cock free as they were getting flaccid. Michele then
recovered his original position and lay facing his friend; both were
sweating; they grinned and their lips joined in a long wet kiss.
"Are you sure that you want me to fuck your butt? I have never
fucked anyone before." Patrick smirked and kissed his friend again. He
felt honoured being the only person that would fuck that beautiful boy, out
of his brother.
"Yes I am. In fact I am paying you back; besides, you have a lovely
cock that would not need any Vaseline, your precum will be more than
enough. Do you want to do it now or tonight?
"We have time enough tonight, now I prefer to be with you here on
the bed naked after our release, I am sure that within a few minutes we
will start again because my cock is getting hard. What about to play with
the play-station? I challenge you to beat me!
"Right; if I win, I'll fuck you, otherwise you will do it to me."
"Fantastic!" Both boys jumped from the bed, their cock semi erected
again. As Michele walked to the adjacent room, Patrick stared at that
beautiful round butt cheek wriggles, and his cock got hard as a rock
again. Michele looked back as he put on the machine and grinned slyly
because he knew what his friend was looking at. "Do you think we will end
the play?
"I can stop watching your butt and your thighs, especially when you
walk and make those beautiful waggles, they are so beautiful...! Saying
that Patrick cupped Michele's butt in his hands and started massaging them;
Michele gasped as he felt his friend's hands on his sensitive butt.
"Do we play on the computer or shall we return to the bed?" Patrick
sighed, took his friend face and kissed him again while his left hand
descended to his cock and balls starting stroking him. Michele could not
resist, placed his hands round Patrick hips and dragged him to the soft
carpeted floor. Their mouths again close and tongues swirling
inside. Patrick turned over so Michele was on top of him. He loved his hair
and his whole body, but the same happened to Michele. The younger boy
started moving up and down as their cocks rubbed against each other. Soon
they were in a frenzy action; Patrick felt his orgasm approaching, he put
his cock between Michele's legs and in seconds he pushed up and his dick
started spurting his small load landing his spurts on his friend's butt
cheeks. Michele pulled down as he also was hit with a tremendous dry orgasm
while he fucked Patrick's navel. They remained for a few moments panting;
when recovered Michele said: "Let's play with the computer." Patrick
grinned.
"Wait a minute; I must clean you from my spunk." Michele thought he
would take a towel, but instead Patrick kneeled on the floor and his tongue
flicked out starting to lick those lovely globes that he loved so
much. When he finished, Michele kissed him savouring the flavour of his
semen. After a while finally they sat in front of the console and started
on the play- station. As any boy, soon they were engrossed in the play,
forgetting their nakedness and their dicks. More than an hour later they
were draw 2-2. In that moment they heard some knocks on the door,
announcing the boys the dinner was ready.
Reluctantly they put off the computer, dressed only with shirt and trousers
and went to the large kitchen to dine. After dinner they watched some
soccer results on the TV and a movie of adventures. They drank a glass of
milk offered by the housekeeper and said goodnights. Hand in hand, the boys
ran upstairs, locking their room. In seconds they were naked again and
ready to start the last part of their sleepover. Patrick lay on his back
and extended out his arms to his beautiful friend, Michele launched himself
on top of his friend and they started kissing passionately; a couple of
minutes later, their cocks were wet with abundant precum.
"Now I want you to fuck me, Michele. If you like, I can do it to
you later, but now is your turn. You don't need to put any lube in me; your
precum will be enough. How would you like to do it?"
"I prefer as you did to me; I want to kiss you and have available
your cock and balls, however I'll put some Vaseline in your butt and on my
cock, I want you to enjoy it as I do, if you don't mind, of course."
"No, I don't mind at all." He said smiling; their pricks were
already very hard. Patrick lay on his back, raised his legs a little and
extended them, exposing his pink hole to his friend. Michele gasped in
anticipation and his cock started jerking with each heartbeat. He took a
glob of the whitish cream on his fore and middle fingers and directly
pushed into Patrick's butt; Patrick moaned a little as he felt a light
pain, but soon Michele started rubbing his fingers inside his friend's butt
and Patrick again moaned, but this time of pleasure. Another glob of
Vaseline into his hole and a third smeared on his long a thing cock. He was
excited by watching so near Patrick's hard cock; he could not stop himself
and took it into his mouth. Patrick groaned and put his hands on top of his
friend's head. "Come on, Michele, fuck me. Don't drag back your cock's
foreskin; otherwise you will miss the lovely sensation caused by my ring
muscles."
"Alright, are you ready? Patrick nodded. Michele took his boy meat
with his right hand and aimed to that pink closed hole, his other hand
cupping Patrick's whole package. He pushed hard and easily entered into
Patrick's well greased and trained pucker; in a single push he went
entirely inside; he felt the lovely sensation as his cock foreskin was
forced back by Patrick's ring muscles. He moaned in pleasure and with
erratic breath he asked his friend: "Are you alright, Patrick? This is
fantastic, it feel lovely."
"Yes, I am alright, now start fucking me hard and don't stop until
I tell you." Michele was comfortably sat down on his calves needed not more
arguments. He started pounding his cock into his friend butt; firstly
slowly and after a few seconds he could not control himself, he was like a
rabbit. That was too much for him and in one minute he reached the peak of
the most wonderful dry orgasm he had ever experienced. He fell on top of
his friend breathing heavily; Patrick caressed his friend hair and kissed
him, he understood what had happened to him. When he recovered the breath
raised his head and kissed Patrick on the lips.
"Sorry Patrick I have been so fast, but it is so, so wonderful...!
Patrick grinned and kissed his friend back.
"You don't need to sorry about, I am enjoying it as much as you
are; you have left me near at the peak, but I prefer it, because now it
will be even greater." After some time, they started again fucking
passionately as Michele was moving in and out his hard cock into his
friend's bowels. This time took it longer but, as Patrick said,
greater. They were panting again and moaning; the only sound it could be
heard in the room was their moans. Patrick felt how his prostate was
continuously rubbed and his cock jerked off by Michele, he in a paroxysm of
lust extended his legs round his friend hips treating to get into him as
much of Michele's cock as possible, starting spurting his semen, with such
a force that the first shot reached his chin. This got Michele mad and
within seconds of difference he reached his second dry orgasm with a final
thrust. Both were panting hard and sweating. Exhausted Michele dropped
himself on top of his friend, his head on his left shoulder. They remained
quiet for some minutes, their eyes closed and involved in their own
thoughts. Dicks were flaccid and Michele's came out from Patrick's. The
older boy started caressing Michele's hair giving some pecks.
"I love you, Michele." The smaller boy raised his head and met
Patrick's eyes; they kissed and Michele licked his friend's chin to remove
his semen.
"I love you too. Patrick, you will never know how much I thank you
for your friendship and love." He did not wait the answer from his
friend. He glued his lips on Patrick's and started kissing him, but this
time with love. After one minute or so, he slid himself to his side, his
left leg crossed in the middle of Patrick's, so that their cocks were
touching. "I would like I could produce cum like you, because it has been
wonderful." He wanted to ask his friend to repeat their fucking again
because he felt how his cock was getting hard, however he knew Patrick's
needed more time to recover. Patrick noticed that and his cock had also
started getting hard.
"It will not take much time you start spurting semen, your balls
have softened and hung a little, I believe within a couple of months you
will be a little man, like I am." Patrick grinned and was thinking about
past experiences with his knew friend. Yes, he was sure about what Patrick
was telling him; this increased his needs and Patrick noticed his
hardness. "You are insatiable, Michele; I'm feeling you cock getting hard
again." The blond boy smiled and started sucking Patrick's nipples.
"Yes. I would not be honest if I say otherwise." Patrick ruffled
his hair; he perfectly knew what was in his friend's mind because it had
happened to him with his brother Mark.
"Tonight is your night; would you like to repeat it?"
"Oh yes. Can we... can we do it in doggy?" He blushed when he said
that. Patrick grinned because he thought he would like to fuck his friend
in the same position, too.
"No problem, you need to experience different ways. I will do it to
you when you finish, because I am hard, too. But now I am hungry; I suppose
the fridge is still well supplied." For an answer Michele jumped from the
bed, his cock shining with the wetness accumulated between Patrick's
legs. As he bent over to extract food from the fridge, Patrick locked his
sight on those lovely butt globes, jumped from the bed and started
massaging them. Michele gasped as he felt his friend's hands on him. "I
want to fuck you again, Michele; you have the most adorable butt I have
ever seen." Michele turned his head; he had the plates full of sandwiches
on his hands.
"I suppose you firstly want to eat food." Patrick slyly grinned.
"Yes. Let's feed our stomachs; our cocks can wait." They sat on the
soft carpet with their leg crossed as Indians and during half an hour
filled their young needs, drinking juices and eating sandwiches. After
finishing Patrick made a sounded belch followed by Michele, both boys
started laughing. Patrick put the empty dishes on top of the fridge and
quickly launched himself on Michele. They wrestled for a while, as their
dicks were hard again, Michele glued his lips on Patrick's and kissed
him. "Now fuck me, Michele, but don't jerk me off because I want to fuck
your beautiful bum afterwards." Saying this he went on four legs spreading
his legs and his head on his arms, so his still wet rosebud pucker was
showing up to Michele; the younger boy gasped only watching the object of
his wishes and the hanging balls between his friend legs. Michele guided
his cock to the waiting hole with his right hand, while with his left he
could not stop himself on cupping Patrick's balls. He slowly pushed and
easily his thin but long dick entered dragging back the foreskin. He moaned
in pleasure.
"Oh! Oh Patrick, it feels so, damned good...!" He started humping
into his friend, both moaning but Michele in a couple of minutes was near
his dry orgasm again. He went in frenzy moves as he gave a final thrust and
bent on top of his friend breathing heavily. Patrick knew how his friend
was feeling and his own cock was spilling precum excited.
"Come on Michele, go for a second one!" He encouraged his
friend. He noticed Michele's cock was hard and was aware that a dry orgasm
did not lessen his strength and was able to start again within a couple of
minutes. As Patrick thought, Michele started again his thrusts into his
butt and he had to make a great effort to keeps his own cock untouched
preventing his orgasm. This time it took longer to Michele, he was sweating
and his lovely blond hair stick to his forehead and neck as he moved in/out
passionately with his hands round Patrick's hips. He continued humping for
a few minutes as he reached again the point of not return, but this time
stronger than the previous moments. He squealed in pleasure as he gave the
final thrust into Patrick's butt, falling exhausted on top of his
friend. Patrick stretched out his legs allowing the younger boy to rest
flat on top of him; he could notice his heavy breath on his back neck. They
remained quiet for a few minutes for Michele being recovered; Patrick's
cock was harder than ever, nevertheless this rest allowed his passion to
cool down. Once he recovered his breath he moved out of Patrick's butt
making a lovely sound as his cock abandoned the warm cavity.
"Patrick, that has been the best, I think my cock will be satisfied for a
whole week." Patrick turned to his side so they were now facing each other;
he kissed a peck on the blond boy upright nose.
"That's good, but I think you are wrong." They grinned because he
knew his friend was right. "Now is my turn, my cock is looking forward to
enter in your premises; let's do it on the bed." They jumped onto the large
bed, Michele took the four legs position and Patrick started applying some
Vaseline into Michele's butt, first with one finger and then with two. "Lay
on your right side as you sleep cuddled into me." He did as told and raised
his left leg a little; Patrick spread some Vaseline on his cock and guided
it to that beautiful butt hole; he pushed slowly and noticed how the head
went in easily; he retrieved a little and pushed again. "Is it alright,
Michele? Please let me know if I hurt you, now leave your leg as normal."
The boy did not answer but comply with Patrick's words; he was near
asleep. Patrick pushed again and his cock entered to the hilt, then put his
left hand on his friend's hip and tried to start jerking his peg that was
flaccid.
"That feels good, Patrick; go ahead and make of it your best fuck."
Patrick slowly started fucking Michele; he wanted to enjoy those moments of
ecstasy so he tried not to be so hurry; he moaned with every thrust as his
foreskin was dragged back and forward, spitting precum inside Michele's
warm cavity that made even easier his fucking. He increased the pace as he
started rubbing his friend's cock now erected; Patrick noticed how Michele
was moaning in spite he had reached twice his dry orgasm some minutes
before. Now Patrick was breathing and sweating as he pumped his cock into
Michele; he could not stop the increase of his thrust and soon he knew
would reach the point of not return; Michele had stretched his legs a
little as he also was approaching a new dry orgasm. Suddenly Patrick
stopped his frenzy moves. "Have you come? Patrick barely could speak.
"No, I, I just want to cool down a little." After a minute of
quietness Patrick resumed his thrusts, this time he knew he could not stop,
so he started again slowly fucking Michele's butt and stroking his hard
thin long cock. In one minute the speed of his thrusts increased. Michele
felt his friend's breathe on his back neck and that brought him to the
limit of his resistance as a new a wonderful sensation built in his loins
and went to the tip of his cock. He replaced Patrick's hand and started
madly stroking his own cock; he felt as Patrick groaned as gave a final
thrust pulling Michele's hips to him trying to get as deeper as possible
into his friend's butt. Both boys reached their climaxes near at the same
time. Patrick never had enjoyed a fucking like this, except when he fucked
his brother for the first and only time. In the bliss after their release
Patrick started kissing his friend's ears and cheeks. "I love you,
Michele." Michele wanted to turn and face his friend but he loved the
feeling of his cock inside him and wanted it there.
"I love you too, Patrick." Saying that the younger boy extended his
hand and dragged the covers on their bodies; put the lights off and in
seconds they were hard asleep. About 10:00 am they woke up, had a quick
shower among laughs and had breakfast; after an exchange of sights Patrick
said:
"I'll see you tomorrow in the school." He put his hand on Michele
thigh under the table and with a whisper he said: "You have the most
adorable thighs I ever touched; my dick is getting hard again." Michele
looked at his friend as the maid left the kitchen, he grinned.
"I'm too; if you want, we can go upstairs for a quick release."
Patrick looked at his watch.
"No, a girl is waiting for me and I must be punctual. Besides you
said that you dick was satisfied for a whole week, didn't you?"
"Lucky man..." They grinned to each other, stood and Patrick took
his bike and backpack. As he was pedalling to Helen's house, he could not
stop thinking about the wonderful evening they had had. He loved that boy,
especially those wonderful legs, but he wanted to check against Helen's,
because of that, he had rejected the idea of having more sex during the
morning; he wanted to reserve his energies for her, just in case. Round
11:00 he approached the boathouse; he neared the door and it opened without
him touching it. Helen was in the door waiting for him; she looked around
and pulled him inside. She was dressed in a white and short skirt over her
knees and a thick wool pullover. Her cheeks were pink since the house was
very warm. Patrick could see her lovely thighs and his dick started to get
hard. He looked at her in the eyes; they knew what they wanted, but none of
them knew how to start, especially the hot girl. She went around and locked
the door; Patrick could not resist the temptation and hugged her from
behind, placing his hands on her beautiful breasts. She quickly spun,
placed her arms round Patrick's neck and kissed him passionately. As two
hot animals and without exchanging a single word, Patrick lifted her in his
arms and with a little difficulty he carried her onto the bed. In seconds
he was naked and his dick showing in all its glory spitting the first drops
of precum.
"I wanted this since I saw you in the theatre, hot girl." She slyly
smiled and started undressing, but Patrick stopped her. "Let me do it, I
like to discover your beautiful premises." She grinned as her voice a
little cracked said:
"I want that, too. Please promise you will be tender."
"I'll do whatever you want; I'm sure you will like it." He looked
into her blue eyes a little bit concerned as he said: "Helen, I'll shoot
cum, not a great quantity but enough to get you pregnant as I suppose you
are already...you know."
"Yes, I have just finished my month menstruation, but there is not
any risk; nevertheless, my dad is a MD and has provided me with
"the-day-after pill." Patrick looked worried.
"Does he know about us doing...?"
"No, he doesn't, but he spoke me very clear all about the pros and
cons of having sex with a boy. He approves me enjoying having safe sex, on
contrary of my mom, that she doesn't know anything about; she is very
conservative." Patrick grinned and kissed her on the lips introducing his
tongue inside her little and beautiful mouth. She immediately responded
with the same action; he unfastened her tight bra and two beautiful
straight twelve-year-old-girl tits came out. Before he could realise he was
sucking those lovingly nipples as his left hand was rubbing the smooth skin
of Helen's thighs. He felt her hands on his head caressing his hair; she
was grunting of pleasure and close to an imminent orgasm.
Patrick, without leaving his sucking, ripped down her skirt and went on top
of her. Their young bodies could not resist that new sensation. Helen,
panting, instinctively raised her hips to meet his boy's meat. As soon as
Patrick's cock touched her thighs he moaned loudly as his dick started
spurting the small load of semen on her pants. It has been so quick that he
was amazed how she had excited him so much in spite he had so much sex the
previous night with Michele. This could not be compared with the sex he
had with his friend or his brother. "That was fantastic!" he thought. They
were breathing heavily with gasps; he had laid his head on top of her chest
and could hear her heartbeats slowing down and getting normal pulse-rate;
his mouth was close to her left nipple that he could reach with his
tongue. He raised his head and looked at that little fat face with red and
thick lips.
"That was good Patrick. You were fantastic! I never thought it was
so, so great." Patrick grinned satisfied and placing his lips on hers
started kissing deeply into her mouth.
"That's nothing compared with what will come afterwards."
"Your dick is still hard, Patrick. How can it be? I thought once
you have released it would get flaccid."
"You and your body did the miracle." She smirked with a wish of
many happy returns to the previous moments. She then, put her finger on one
of the stain on her pants and tasted the semen. She made a grimace.
"It has a strange flavour, not bad, a little salty." Patrick smiled
because he liked it when his brother spurted into his mouth. He loved that
rare flavour as he loved the precum from Michele. Thinking about them, and
looking to Helen his cock started drooling precum; he then, took a little
on the tip of his finger and put into her mouth. She sucked his finger and
savoured it, smiling.
"That's better. It tastes like blood."
"I want to taste yours." Patrick said. She grinned as he dragged
her pants down to her ankles and to the floor. Before him, it was a young
still pink pussy with a few pubes growing on his upper part. In that moment
his animal part started on his brain; he badly wanted to put his dick deep
into that lovely cave; however, he reasoned himself that if he did that it
would be the last time he would fuck her. Mark had advised him a few times
that the first time was very important for a girl; if he made her to enjoy
it, she would always be ready to be fucked, otherwise she would hate
him. He carefully started licking her neck and kissing her from time to
time. She was very hot and always looking at his hard dick. He continued
sucking and licking her breasts, she moaned loudly, near screaming; he
descended to her navel an then, when she expected him to fuck her, he
missed her pussy and licked and bitted the smoothest skin he had ever
touched in her upper thighs; even better than Michele's. She had her eyes
closed and was panting and gasping.
·"Fuck me, Patrick; please, fuck me." She moaned. But Patrick
knew that the girl was a virgin and he had read in the school's library
about "intercourse" as they called to fuck, that normally it could hurt,
nevertheless, his dick was not that big as an adult man's. He thought best
to wait. He bent on her and licked her pussy; her juices tasted very much
the same as his precum. He was very excited and his cock strangely harder
than ever. He heard her repeating: "Fuck me, Patrick; please, fuck me."
Patrick could not resist anymore; he kneeled between her spread legs and
guided his drooling dick into place; he pushed and easily it went in for
few centimetres, but something stopped going further. He was losing control
of himself helped by Helen moans; he felt her hands rubbing his back and
pushing down his butt cheeks; he retracted and as they were near the peak
of getting their approaching orgasm, he pushed hard down; she squealed as
she felt a sharp pain when her seal was near torn. Patrick retracted a
little and pushed again even harder than before; his dick smoothly entered
her to the hilt as she yelled again with a mix of a tremendous pleasure and
pain. Patrick was engrossed in his animal action; he retracted and again
pushed deep into her. Both yelled as two hot animals in ecstasies when
their bodies were hit by that lovely orgasm, she pushed down Patrick's butt
cheeks in the paroxysm of his pleasure. Patrick spurted once, two,
three... times; until he was empty. Sweating he collapsed on top of her;
still with his dick fully buried into her pussy; he then slid himself to
her left side dragging partially her on top of him, so their heads were on
the pillow facing each other but her cunt was on top of him. She too, was
sweating and still breathing hard with her eyes closed. Some minutes
elapsed from their hot climax that took Helen's virginity away until they
looked into each other eyes.
"It has been a good fuck, wasn't it?" Patrick said. She for an
answer kissed him grinning.
"Thanks Patrick. You did it very well; that's what I expected, I
had read a lot about this moment; a friend of mine bled a lot and her mom
had to take her to the doctor." She smiled guessing the moment. "Can you
imagine? And that was because she wanted a big dick into her, so her
sixteen-year-old cousin fucked her for the first time."
"This, as wine, you must start with little portions." Both smiled
happily. They fucked again using new techniques until it was near
lunchtime. Then they had a shower and opened the fridge; they had lunch to
replace their strengths. They were lying on bed, their hands entwined as
she asked:
"Patrick, have you ever fucked a butt?" He did not know what to
say.
"Where are you going to?"
"Well, I would like to enjoy this and many others mix."
"What do you mean? Do you want somebody else with us?" She blushed.
"Patrick, I am hot and I want to experiment everything. Why not?
Yes, I would like to do it in a triple. I saw some porno pictures and must
be fun. The problem is to find the right person who would keep his mouth
shut; unfortunately there is not many, because most of the boys are
bigmouths." Patrick grinned slyly. She looked at him and she knew he had
understood.
"I think I have the right person; the only problem is that he does
not spurt semen yet, but he is the hottest boy for our business." She
smiled.
"That would be fantastic, because I would not need to care about
get pregnant while he is fucking me; however he must be ready to be fucked
by you. I want to see it." Patrick thought for a moment in order she
believed Michele could not accept that condition.
"I don't know whether Michele will accept to be fucked. To be
honest, we have sucked and jacked off each other; however he badly wants to
fuck a girl..." She immediately enthusiastically said:
"Fantastic! In that case he would be the right person. He could
fuck me while you fuck him. With that he won't be able to tell anyone."
Patrick grinned.
"I'll ask him. Do you know you are a little witch?" She giggled
back.
"Yes, I know; it is the only way to fuck you." Both youngsters
smiled and resumed their sex until they collapsed exhausted. They had a
shower, ate something and Patrick pedalled to his house whistling
happily. "There will be a lot of fun ahead, and much now that Christmas was
approaching." He thought. When he arrived at home Mark was lying on their
bed with his sight fixed on some point in the ceiling, his dick tenting his
shorts, obviously he was thinking about the events that had taken place a
few hours before. He loved his beautiful and intelligent girlfriend, he
repeated the word and savoured it; he extended his hand and started rubbing
his dick. "I must tell Patrick all about." He thought. In that moment
Patrick entered and watched his dear brother on the bed; he closed the door
and immediately lay near him.
"I'll do it, Mark." They kissed as usual on the lips and Patrick
dragged Mark's shorts to his ankles and in seconds he had his brother cock
in his mouth sucking it eagerly. Mark closed his eyes and moaned in
pleasure with his brother ministrations. A few minutes later he arched his
hips, groaned and started spurting his load into Patrick's mouth. When he
recovered, extended out his arms and hugged his loved brother.
"What about you, Patrick?"
"Oh! I'm more than satisfied." They grinned and Patrick told his
brother all about the boathouse and the Helen's proposal. Mark told Patrick
all about the agreement with Julia's mom and the family. "She is now part
of our family, isn't it Mark?"
"Yes, I am proud of her, Patrick. I would have liked you felt the
same for Helen." Patrick looked at his brother and grinned slyly.
"Helen! She is a good girl Mark, but I think is a little of a
whore." Mark looked to Patrick amazed.
"Patrick! You shouldn't say that about a girl!
"I won't say it to anybody except to my brother, but I am sure she
is. I would never marry a girl like she is, even if she is the richest and
the most intelligent girl in the world." Mark did not reply and they
changed the subject.
The following day, Monday, was a chilly one so after lunch nobody went out
to the soccer field. They had had a meeting with the Principal and the
teacher's Board and all had congratulated the team. Michele and Patrick
quickly finished their lunch and, while Julia, Helen and Mark remained at
the table talking as good friends, they went to the playing room and sat in
a corner. Michele eagerly wanted Patrick to tell him all about. Patrick
explained how they spent the afternoon and he opened his lovely mouth in
disbelief when he heard Helen's proposal.
"Fucking shit!" He exclaimed.
"I think I will need some soap to wash that mouth of yours. What
would think your English classmates if they heard you speaking like that?"
They grinned and Michele did not care about his best friend's words.
"I am getting hard only thinking about that. I think I will jerk
off until my dick is soared." They laughed.
"I might help you if you let me rub those beautiful thighs of
yours." They laughed again and stood as they heard the bell calling the
students to their respective classes.
Mark accompanied Julia everyday to his house and they made plans for their
mutual future; they did strong efforts in order not to disclose what for
the rest was obvious, especially for their most close friends; they were in
love! As justification of preparing a final Christmas work, Mark, Michele
and Patrick, met near everyday, after returning from school, with Julia,
alternatively using their respective houses, though all preferred Julia's
home. Always they had the chance to leave alone the lovers in order they
could express what their hearts felt for each other. On Thursday, two
events took place in the school. When they finished lunch, went as usual to
the soccer playground; they saw Helen and some other girls cheering them
up, she approached Patrick in a moment and as if she were making a yoke she
said:
"Did Michele agree?"
"He reluctantly did. He is not very happy with... you know." She
grinned.
"He will be happy next Saturday afternoon. My parents are
travelling to Paris on Friday for the weekend; they have invited me but I
have declined the idea; it is more fun here than watching that stupid
tower." They smiled and without any more comments they separated. As soon
as he joined Michele he told him the news. He could not be happier."
"That's fantastic; my parents are in Germany so I can tell my
assistant that I will be sleeping over at yours. You can tell your parents
the same." They laughed but Patrick said:
"I can't, because they are in a Convention in Berlin, too, so I'll
tell Granny, but I must tell her the truth, I can't cheat her; she is our
confident and we can trust on her."
"Will you tell her all about?"
"Don't be silly, Michele! But she is very clever and will guess it
without telling anything, but she must know where we are, just in case."
"That's good idea. You are very lucky having a grandmother like
your Granny."
"Yes, you can bet for it." They continued their chat until entering
into the classroom. They saw Helen, and Patrick approached her on her
bench.
"It will be great playing chess with you."
"Okay Patrick, I'll find sometime to do it." They smiled and
Patrick returned to his seat now near Michele.
"Is it okay?"
"Yes. We'll sleep in the boathouse." The little German grinned
widely, he then murmured on Patrick's ears:
"I'm already hard." Patrick smiled again.
"You better get ideas of what we can do. I don't think we will have
much time to sleep..." They heard the teacher calling for attention.
Julia was sat near Mark in the library and from time to time Mark rubbed
his knee "accidentally" against hers. She started putting down her ideas
regarding the subject that the teacher had explained; however, on an extra
page she wrote for him to read: "I have good news for you. Don't get any
engagement for this weekend." He trembled because he guessed it, but was
not sure. When they finished school that Friday, Patrick and Michele were
busy talking and left them free to chat.
"Please Julia... I am..." During a couple of seconds she looked
into those beautiful eyes she adored, and blushed:
"We, we, we'll spend the weekend together in my house. Mom is
leaving before lunch for Germany. I think she is attending to a medical
convention in Berlin together with her boyfriend." Many things came at same
time to his mind but he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he postponed
for later on.
"At what time shall I come?"
"As usual as if we were preparing a work, however nightfall come
early so nobody will notice that you don't leave." She blushed again. Mark
trembled as all his emotions came to his young mind. He thought he would
consummate his love with his future wife as early as they were; but life,
as Granny said, is too short to waste or misuse a single minute. They said
goodbye as two good friends. A few minutes after her arrival, a taxi
stopped at the gate. Julia's mom kissed her:
"Julia, be a good girl; I expect to give you good news on next
Monday. Should you have any problem, please call Mrs. Wilhelm, she will
solve it."
"Thanks mom. Have a good trip and enjoy your stay in Europe." They
kissed; she boarded the taxi and disappeared round the corner. Julia then
sighed, thinking on her determination to reach her maximum intimacy with
Mark; she was sure he was not a common boy and she adored him; he was so,
so handsome... Mark arrived home. Patrick and Michele were upstairs and he
could hear their laughs; he knew something especial was going to happen to
both brothers. Well, not exactly, Patrick had already enjoyed the sweet
moment of fucking a girl, but he thought about Julia and he felt a lot of
shame about the word he had just used; he rejected with all his heart to
use that with Julia; "We'll make love, truly love. I love her too much to
spoil a single thought about being dirty. We'll marry tonight." He saw
Granny in the library, entered and kissed her; he them sat on her lap and
hugged her tenderly. She looked into her favourite child's eyes.
"I think you have something to tell me. Am I right, my son?"
"When will I be able to deceive you, Granny?
"Never! And don't even try it." Mark kissed her again.
"Granny, we, we... I mean Julia and I, we will spend together this
weekend at her home." She kept silence for a few seconds, them she looked
at Mark's deep black eyes and smiled.
"I don't need to recommend you anything, son; only you must be the
most tender man in the world. She is the future mother of your children,
so, she is part of you. If you have any problem, please immediately contact
me; nobody else. Right? Besides, nobody must know it, except your parents
and her mother, and only in the instance that you are being asked."
"Yes Granny, right."
"While you shower, think about a list of items you might need,
especially food. If not, I'll do it myself and order it, so you don't need
to leave empty their fridge." Mark grinned.
"Okay Granny." I would like to go with her and buy everything we
might need, but I know it is too risky, mostly since her mom is not at
home. He went upstairs and found Michele and Patrick on his desk finishing
their weekend home works; he thought to do the same and joined them. When
he finished he took his backpack.
"I'm going to Julia's; we have some problems to solve in our common
task. They looked each other and grinned. "Okay, we'll see you on
Sunday. I'm going to stay in Michele's, I'll sleep over there."
"Have a fine weekend, boys."
"The same to you, brother." They giggled and Mark left for his
destination, a few minutes later, he was knocking on Julia's door.
Chapter 9
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Julia opened the door, they looked into each other eyes realising of that
historical moment in their lives. She closed the door and both went into a
tight hug, then they kissed a long and tender kiss. They separated and Mark
stroked his girl's silk black hair.
"I love you, Julia. I'll never stop loving you." They kissed
again. She gave him her hand and entwined they sat on the large table in
the centre of the room.
"Firstly, let's do our home works; we have two days and two nights
ahead." She knew how anxious they were, but they had imposed themselves a
strict discipline in their behaviour. He opened his backpack, extracted
some notebooks and started making number and annotations. He was absorbed
in his task and did not notice how Julia was watching him; he raised the
head and watched her deep black eyes on him.
"What are you looking at, lovely girl?" She sighed.
"To the most handsome boy ever existed." He blushed, stood and
hugged her very tight.
"Don't you know I am very lucky, lovely girl?" They started kissing
and knew they would not be able to stop, but in that moment the doorbell
rang, she immediately opened it. They found a young man with a notepad on
his hands.
"I've come with your order." Mark immediately knew all about.
"Okay, thanks. Please place everything in the kitchen." The lad
entered a couple of times with several parcels. When he finished, Mark
extracted a ten dollars note from his pocket, but the boy rejected it.
"Thank you very much, but I have already been very well tipped. We
must keep our good customers happy. Mark knew that all products came from a
small familiar supermarket that Granny used for their groceries.
"Thanks, you know how to run business." The boy grinned satisfied,
he went to the small van and in seconds he was out of sight. They put
everything that was cold into the large fridge. "Sorry, it has been
Granny's idea."
"Never mind, I am pleased she knows it; we must trust on somebody
and she is the best one to rely upon." They had already finished their
school chores. "It is time for dinner, Mark." Part of the parcels contained
dinner already cooked, and still it was hot.
She kissed him a peck on the lips. "Please stay here or go to my
room, I need to make some personal things." She smiled and went
upstairs. Mark knew right from the beginning that he had to learn how to
respect his future wife's intimacy, the same, as she would do in respect of
him. He put on the TV but he could not concentrate on the screen; he
noticed that his dick was harder than ever before. "I'll cum right now if I
touch myself." He thought. He could not stand, so he went upstairs too and
found in Julia's room his etiquette dress spread on the bed. He
understood. After changing into the elegant dress he combed his hair,
looked to himself on the large mirror and went downstairs. A few minutes
later, he heard some noise upstairs and as a door opened, instinctively he
looked to the top of the stairs; he watched the most beautiful fair- girl
he could imagine. Julia was wearing a lovely blue velvet dress he had never
seen before. Now he reminded what Granny had commented the day before they
went to the theatre. She wore white socks and black flat shoes; her long
brown hair cascading to her shoulders trapped with a blue velvety strap. He
was hypnotized with the beautiful image; he was nailed to the floor
open-mouthed. As she descended as a princess the steps, he extended out his
arms and hugged and kissed her. When he came out of his astonishment he
murmured:
"It is not fair, you are so beautiful dressed and I am in plain
clothes." She smiled. "This is an especial moment that we will keep in our
hearts forever; besides; you are looking as I remember you the first time
we kissed." Quickly they unpacked dinner and sat in the small table they
liked. He went to the a sideboard in the living room and brought a small
silver candelabrum with two candles, he lighted them, kissed her on the
lips and they started dinning; they had no hurry, as Julia said, that was a
very especial moment. He then recalled about his dress.
"How did you get my dress?" She smiled.
"That's a secret." He grinned and continued their dinner. They
finished, put the dishes into the new dish cleaner and kissed
passionately. She gave him her hand and then Mark argued:
"My beautiful girl, we are not married yet and we should perform
the ceremony, even without witnesses."
"There is a good one." He looked a little bit surprised, she gave
him her hand, dragged him to the back door that faced to garden and opened
it. The full moon was shining and a few scattered clouds. She took her ring
out and he did the same. Looking at the moon she said: "That is our
witness." Mark smiled, and as if they were into a church full of people, he
pronounced the ritual words; since there was not anyone who could make the
questions, they said at unison:
"I accept Julia... I accept Mark..."
They kissed and looked at the moon; at this moment a cloud partially
covered the beaming light as if the moon were winking in acceptance. They
kissed again, locked the door, took Julia in his strong boy arms and with
some difficulty he went upstairs and placed her on the large bed.
"It is a bad luck that the bride steps into the room by herself."
It was absolutely quiet, very warm. He gazed at his loved girl and they
kissed tenderly again. "Julia I'd love you forever no matter what happen
tonight; are you sure that you want to go ahead? We still are in time."
For an answer she kissed him.
"Mark my love, I want that as much as you do, therefore lock the
door and let's start enjoying our short honey moon. Please don't be hurry,
we have all necessary time." He kissed her again and locked the door. He
started to undress but she stopped him:
"I want to do it myself." She took one by one all his clothes
leaving only the white underwear; in the centre his cock had formed a tent
now with a spot of precum on it. She fondled it and Mark gasped; slowly she
yanked the white garment until his ankles, the hard cock popped out from
its confinement, straight and hard as a rock; he stepped out of them
tossing the garment to one side; he them excited said:
"Let me pay you back." He did the same to her; she had not
underwear, only her little bra and panties. He took away the bra kissing
her little nipples; then he did the same with her panties. He kissed her
crotch, took her on his arms and their lips glued as he laid her on the
bed. His cock was very hard; he was so excited that only with a few strokes
he would have reached his climax. "Julia I don't want to hurt you, so I
would prefer we switch positions and you make your own lead until that
barrier is broken." She agreed and kissing him went on top.
"I'll do as you say; we have not any experience so we'll try that."
They started kissing passionately, he sucked her little breasts and in
seconds they were near their orgasm, she grabbed his cock placing it inside
her pussy; he put his hands on her bum cheeks pushing them down, he felt
his cock how it entered until it found a barrier that could not be
trespassed. Their bodies stiffened, their breath stopped, whimpering he
arched his hips trying to go further inside her as their first quick orgasm
hit them spitting his semen into her vagina. He noticed how Julia pulled
down her hips trying to impale herself; however, in the last seconds she
instinctively retrieved as the pain showed when she felt his prick trying
to drill her hymen. They hugged very tight and he kissed her tenderly; when
they recovered their breath she said:
"Mark darling, you have to do it yourself, I can't do it."
"But I don't want to hurt you my love." He argued.
"It is a natural thing, we are near the same age so our organs are
proportional in size, therefore don't worry. We have come to enjoy it, this
is the time and the right place about what we have dreamed and talked
about, many times, we cannot disappoint ourselves, so be brave."
"Are you sure, my girl?"
"Yes, I am, so go ahead, this time we must get our goal; we cannot
fail on what millions of couples have done and still will do." Then they
switched positions, this time he was on top of her. More comfortable she
spread her legs to give him a better access; he started licking her ankles
and thighs, missing her pussy, licked her navel and then her nipples; he
sucked them, she was trembling terribly excited. His cock brushed her
pussy; he pulled himself upper, bitted her neck and sucked the right
earlobe. He was very hard and his boy cock oozing great amount of precum;
her pussy was very wet and slippery. She took her boy's dick and guided to
the centre of her pleasure; they were breathing and moaning heavily as
their new orgasm was building up in their loins. He could not help pushing
down forcedly, his prick slid into the warm cave a few centimetres and then
found the barrier, he retracted a little and pushed again; he noticed how
it went further this time, in that moment he heard a sharp yield from
Julia, he instinctively stopped, but she in a cracking voice said:
"Mark, please, don't stop now, the worst is near over." In that
moment his body over passed the commands of his brains, the part of animal
that is still in each of us appeared in him. He continued pushing, his
dick wanted to be entirely buried inside that lovely cavity without obeying
any command; panting he made a second retrieve and pushed, his penis went
further. He heard nothing, but he knew that Julia was being hurt as per
her little yield and her teeth gritted, but his body did not stop; he
retracted, and with a third push, his cock found no resistance; it stopped
when it was fully inside Julia's vagina. His dick had got its goal!!! Julia
was not a virgin anymore!!! He felt the delicious warmth and tightness of
her vagina round his dick. The veil of her Sanctus Sanctorum had been
torn. He stopped, as he wanted her pain to heal out. He saw two tears on
her lovely cheeks; he licked them and kissed his little future wife; he
felt still dizzy in pleasure, but he heard:
"Now it is over, my husband." She said in a mix of pain and
pleasure. He saw that she was now enjoying his thrusts, their breaths
increased, tongues met; their bodies rolled over on the bed, she started
impaling herself up and down, grinding on his hairless crotch against her
pubescent centre of pleasure; in half a minute they were so stiffed that he
thought their bones would break. They became one body, one being, one soul;
his pole inside her and her tongue inside him. The most wonderful and
strong orgasm went thru their young bodies at the same time as they pushed
against each other and Mark's semen spurted inside her: one, two, three...
He did not know how many times. They recovered their breath; she was on top
of him near asleep in her bliss after that hard exercise with a wonderful
smile on her lips and her half open black eyes that he loved so much. They
kissed tenderly; he kissed her face, her hair, and everywhere he could
reach in that position. She then said:
"We got our final goal, my love, it has been wonderful."
"Did I hurt you? I heard your yields and I saw your tears..."
"Not much, it was very sharp, but less than I expected; those tears
were of cheerfulness. Let's see what has happened before we go ahead." She
was straddling him; his cock still erected. When it went out of her he
could see some blood on it; as he was gazing she said: "Don't worry, it is
my blood and your seeds, in other circumstances the materials for a baby."
She got out of the bed. When he saw that, his heart broke and started
sobbing like a little child, his tears running along his face and dropping
near his ears as he was lying down on his back. She looked at him
astonished and sat again on the bed near him: "Oh my little husband!
What's up with you?" He half rose from the bed and hugged her very tight,
caressing her lovely hair, now his tears running over her right
shoulder. "Please Mark, please, what happens?" Her voice was now near
cracking into tears. He said:
"I'm not good enough for you, my love, I do not deserve you." She
tenderly separated his head, took his wet face between her little hands and
covered his cheek with kisses, still astonished and waiting for him to calm
down; then he continued: "I have been like an animal, my body did not
respond to my brains, I heard your yelling with pain but I couldn't stop
pushing, my body was out of control, even knowing I was hurting the most
precious creature in the world, the person most loved by my heart: My
little wife Julia!! I'm so ashamed..." She them tenderly hugged him like a
mother her little baby.
"I love you my little man!! That was Mother Nature's order, I knew
beforehand that this could happen if you got the lead, because of that, I
mentally was prepared and I told you to continue in spite being in pain;
but Nature knows that this is the only way to perform this task and get our
goal, as satisfactory as we have done." He looked at those beautiful eyes
and started kissing her again round all her upper body; she responded in
the same manner, his dick was again hard as a rock. He extended out his
arms to her and she came to him, kissing his face and neck; with her left
hand she put his erection at that port of entry of her body, his vessel
went in again an again fucking themselves on the bed, on the carpet under
the showerhead...until they were exhausted. He could not remember at what
time they drifted to asleep.
He woke up and I watched the daylight streaming thru the bathroom door that
was a little bit open. He looked at his watch that was on the nightstand;
it was near 11 am of the following morning. He remembered what Granny had
said, "It is your time, spend it as you prefer." Julia was partially on top
of him. He carefully dropped her on her left side facing him, as she liked,
taking care not to wake her up as he moved. He rolled over to his right
side to better watch Julia with a sleepy smile on her red lips. "How this
girl could get more and more beautiful every time since I laid eyes on
her?" He thought. It was a complete mystery to him! She laid his head back
down on the pillow, his sheepish grin turning into a pout puppy dog
look. "Oh! She is so, so pretty!!" He thought. He kissed her deeply, his
heart racing as though it was the first time. Their bodies were so relaxed
and free of tension that he felt like he was floating in a warm bath. Their
smooth, warm legs and thighs rubbed against each other and the softened
sheets created a sensual friction beneath their sensitive young bodies. It
was pure ecstasies! He reached down to lightly trace the soft curves of her
little breasts with his fingertips. Mark really loved this part of Julia!
One touch and he couldn't help but squeeze it! She then woke up.
"What time is it, Mark? She asked.
"Time to start again, my young wife" She grinned wickedly, and
threw the covers over their heads. She started making ticklish wildly and
he did the same. They were laughing hysterically and tearing the bed up
something awful. What that was all about, they did not know...but it was
fun. They started again kissing and fucking during another hour until their
young bodies were fully satisfied and his balls empty of sperm. "Let's
shower, dress and replace our energies, my wife. We need them to continue
our business." She grinned satisfied.
"Dress, why?" She smirked. We don't need to be dressed to eat."
"You are right. What a better picture but watching you naked?" They
laughed; got out of bed, showered and stark naked they went to the kitchen,
taking good care that all curtains were drawn.
They made love during those two marvellous days in all possible places in
the house and positions, no mattering the time or whether it was night or
day. They did all times they wanted without caring anything; eating or
peeing when their bodies needed. The phone had been disconnected, except
her cellular one that her mom had given to her; Granny knew the number, but
nobody else. In that way they enjoyed their first honeymoon as many in the
future, until the clock bell rang on the nightstand, announcing their last
hour together. They made love for the last time, tenderly and slowly until
they relaxed. Showered and dressed; cleaned everything and ran the curtains
open. They sat on the living room, facing the front little garden doing an
extra schoolwork until her mom arrived 30 minutes later. It was midday
Sunday.
The luxury Jaguar entered and parked in the front gate; a man descended and
went around opening the right door. Mark screamed.
"Uncle Karl!" Julia opened the door looking at his young husband
astonished. She could not believe: Her mom accompanied by a gentleman that
seemed well known by his loved boy. "Julia, he is my uncle Karl, my mom's
brother!" They went out to meet the couple; her mom hugged her daughter and
a little bit embarrassed as Mark hugged the man, she said:
"I think I owe you an explanation, children. Let's go in." Julia
still was surprised but she put her arm round her mother waist while Karl
had his arm round Mark's shoulders.
"My Mark! My little Mark! My favourite cousin!" Julia could see the
resemblance of that man with Patrick. It seemed twins of different
age. Then Julia's mother said:
"Well Julia, I hope you have spent a good weekend." She looked into
Mark's eyes in a fraction of second as she grinned.
"It was not bad, mom." She hugged her mother again.
"Well, I think I told you I had a boyfriend, he is Karl von
Wilhelm; Mark's uncle. Granny knows everything, but she did not want to
tell you..." Karl interrupted her.
"Julia, I love your mother and I have asked her to marry me;
however, she did not want to answer me until I knew you and have a positive
answer from you." She looked at Mark, then to her mother and started to
sob. He continued: "I don't pretend to replace your dad, only be your
friend, if you allow me." Julia with her beautiful eyes blurred in tears
said:
"Uncle Karl, if you love her half of what Mark loves me I'm sure
she will be very happy. She deserves it." Then she hugged Karl and the man
kissed her on the hair. She thought: "He looks like Patrick, but he hugs
like Mark."
"Thanks little girl, in that case I must say you that we are
planning to get married next Christmas." She stood and hugged her mom as
Mark hugged his uncle.
"Welcome to this great family, Uncle Karl." Saying that he reached
out his arms and Julia went into them, they hugged and kissed tenderly.
Chapter 10
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That was the wonderful end of that weekend for Julia and Mark; but what was
about Patrick and Michele? They couldn't sleep that night until late; not
because they were having a grand time with sex, but thinking in the
following morning, Saturday, when they would meet Helen.
"She has the smoothest skin I ever touched." Patrick commented.
"Is it even better than mine?" Michele asked with a little
jealousy. Patrick thought for a moment, he did not want to hurt him; in
fact she had the skin as a baby's, however he loved touching Michele's
legs.
"No. It is different; I can't explain myself. Only to see your
thighs make me hard, however, I have to touch hers to feel the same,
thought when I touched them, my dick wanted to enter in that hot cave and
them we became mad. I'm sure you will think the same tomorrow." Michele
grinned and hugged his best friend. Tired they drifted to sleep. In the
morning they woke near 10:00 and had no time to lose. Had a huge breakfast,
kissed Granny and pedalled to the boathouse. Before they placed their bikes
against the wooden wall, the thick door opened and Helen appeared dressed
with a long silky robe like a jellaba used by the Moorish, but opens in its
front, showing the prominence of her straight little breasts. Michele eyes
glued to that part of her, wanting to put his hands on them; his dick
started to get hard. He couldn't but said:
"You are beautiful, Helen! She grinned satisfied with the blond boy
words."
"Come in and put the bikes inside." Michele as less experienced,
was trembling and excited; it was obvious the tent formed on his trousers
since they had agreed not to wear anything underneath. She locked the door
and watching the excited boys she thought she had to give a first prize to
Michele. He had been brave accepting her conditions as to be fucked by
Patrick; of course, she ignored that those mischief boys had been fucking
each other the previous night and their butts and cocks were ready to start
again, if necessary. So she approached him, placed her right hand on the
tent and squeezed Michele's hard tool while she kissed him on the
lips. Michele opened his lips and their tongues met. He squirmed and his
whole body trembled in a spasm when he slid his hand under the robe and
placed it on her right breast kneading it. It was the first time he had
ever touched a girl's tit. Patrick was hard, too; he then said:
"Hey, let's go to the bed, I can't act as voyeur." They broke their
kiss and Helen wickedly looked at him. Michele started to undress, but she
motioned him to stop.
"I'll do it. You are my guests and I am your slave-girl."
"I don't want you to be our slave-girl; I would prefer we were your
slave-boys." Michele said. She liked the spontaneous action and she smiled
and kissed him again.
"Okay boys. Would you prefer to eat or drink something before we
start...?" Michele stopped her.
"Let's do something; I am so hard..." She stared at Patrick and he
nodded. Helen, as if she were a professional little whore, pulled up
Michele's woollen pullover and his shirt. She started kissing the whitish
slender prepubescent chest and licking his little nipples. Michele wanted
to rub her butt, but he did not dare just in case she wanted a different
thing; nevertheless, he could not stop himself and placed his hands on her
lovely and rounded bum cheeks and attracted her body to him; he gasped and
noticed she had nothing under her robe. She moaned but tenderly separated
a little bit from her excited friend and unzipped his pants. The slender
and hard dick came into view, now with a clear drop of precum on its
head. She kneeled down rubbed and kissed it.
"I like uncut penises. I don't understand the stupid custom of
mutilating beautiful cocks by cutting its foreskin off." Saying this, she
engulfed Michele's total pack into her mouth. Instinctively he placed his
hands on her curly hair and started to moan loudly; his knees buckled and
he thought he would fall on the carpet. Helen knew it and was enjoying
that, for her, virgin little boy orgasm. She put her arms round the boy's
butt and held straight. In a couple of minutes Michele started fucking her
mouth and squealed as his dry orgasm hit him. He fell on top of her
trembling and panting. They were near the bed, so she pushed him a little
and Michele fell on the bed out of breath and sweating, his eyes closed and
a happy grin on his face.
Patrick was hard as a rock; he took her from behind and bitted her neck and
earlobe; she trembled and turning around she kissed Patrick on the lips. It
took her half a minute to undress her boyfriend; she was very excited and
wanted him on top of her, but she thought she had to prevent his dick going
into her, since, according to the book she had read; she was within those
days she could get pregnant. She pulled Patrick on the bed and on his back
and she went on top of him; their lips met and their tongues swirled inside
their mouths. Patrick's cock found her pussy hole, arching his hips he
pushed and went totally into her; she moaned in pleasure as their young
bodies grinded as she moved her hips on top of Patrick. She observed how
Patrick's breathe was increasing, and before he reached the point of not
return, she arched her body and Patrick's wet dick came out. Instinctively
he looked again for her hole, but she moved a little and pushed down his
cock flat against his crotch; now it was placed along her cunt, but not
inside. She started moving up and down, Patrick's dick rubbing her clitoris
each time she moved.
Michele had recovered and his slender cock was asking for a new dry orgasm;
he wanted to rub those beautiful globes of her and without any hesitation,
he moved to where they were having the grand time and started kneading
those smooth round melons. The young boy ecstasies came to a maximum when
he bent himself and placed his dick in Helen butt crack, starting to fuck
her in that place, however without charging his weight on her. The three of
them came to a term in their move, but Patrick was near his climax and
pushing up he groaned loudly as started spurting his little semen load
between Helen and his crotch. Only seconds, she came after Patrick, biting
his right shoulder when she fell down panting and moaning. Michele took a
minute, after they climaxed, to get his new orgasm, but he did squealing in
pleasure again in his pitchy voice as he slid to their side panting and
sweating. Patrick had his right arm extended and Michele fell on it; he
pulled his friend to him and kissed his red lips. All in a heap, their eyes
closed remained in the bliss of that lovely moment. Tired, probably due to
the night of excitement waiting for this encounter, the trio drifted to
sleep; it was noon when Helen moved. She looked to her friends and lovers
and kissed both on the lips.
"It wasn't bad for a start, was it?" They giggled; Michele cock was
again hard. She looked at it amused: "Don't your little soldier rest,
Michele?"
"Well, he is... he is anxious to play, he's so young..." Patrick
smiled as he said.
"All our tools are young, but by now, you don't need to refill your
balls.
"Sure, but I watched how you groaned like a pig when you reached
the peak.
"Sure he did." Helen said. "But now you are fit and well; however,
it is time to eat something; I am starving."
"I suppose we need to shower and go out to eat something." Patrick
suggested.
"Are you mad?" The girl said grinning. "I brought food for a week,
and I don't want anyone to get dressed until tomorrow." They laughed and
stood. They went to the large bathroom and had a quick shower, then, ran to
the kitchen stark naked and started to prepare their luncheon. The table
was full of cold roasted chicken, pork chops, and vegetables; hot rolls and
some more mixed cold meat; coca-cola, seven up and fruit juices. They ate
as if they had been in a deserted island for months; a final loudly belch
came thru Michele throat that he tried to stop; however Helen and Patrick
did noisy ones and all laughed as they expressed freely what they felt:
Happiness. They sat on the large sofa in front of the TV to watch
something, but their young minds were somewhere else. Helen was in the
middle, Patrick on her right, Michele on the left. "I love you both, boys."
Michele wanted to rub and suck those lovely breasts, so as he felt her hand
on his dick, he approached his head and took her erect nipple into his
mouth. Patrick did the same, so Helen's hands were occupied with two dicks
at the same time. When she thought her boys were hot, she said: "Let's go
to the bed, we'll be more comfortable there." Still kissing they went to
the bedroom and fell on a heap onto it. She was hot, too, and needing a
good fuck; panting she said: "Michele, it is time you lose your virginity
with me. You Patrick, be near me, I want to suck that beautiful dick of
yours until you come into my mouth." Michele's mouth was drooling, his dick
spilling precum. Helen lay on the bed and extended her arms out to the
younger boy; he did not need to be invited twice; he eagerly wanted that
for a long time. He thought to start fucking her right from the beginning,
but he thought on Patrick advices. He knew he would cum very quick, but he
would do as many times as necessary to please Helen.
"I'll do it the best I know." She smiled and kissed him tenderly;
she liked him a lot and was glad that Patrick had thought about Michele.
"I'm sure you'll do." Michele straddled Helen, he was on her
thighs, he bent and kissed her; she pulled his blond head to her and they
started a large French kiss. He wanted to fuck her, so he quickly licked
and kissed her breasts and positioned his wanting cock on her hole; she now
spread her legs and Michele kneeled in the middle; he wanted to lick that
lovely and wet cunt, he bent and buried his lovely head between her
legs. Helen squirmed in delight as she felt Michele's tongue rubbing her
clit; she near bitted Patrick dick that was fucking her mouth. Michele did
not spend much time in there, he did not much like to lick her pussy, so
guided his dick and pulled it into that hot and soft cave. That was
wonderful!! As Patrick had said, it was absolutely different than fucking
his butt. He liked it a lot, especially when his foreskin was dragged back
as he entered her. He moaned and started fucking a girl for the first
time. It was not long that he reached that beautiful sensation; his body
became as rigid as a log when he got the highest point ever reached. He
squealed in his pitchy voice but he continued humping fucking Helen's
pussy, because he wanted to prolong that sensation as much as possible;
however it lasted only some seconds. He was in the heaven! And instead of
collapsing on top of her, he made a great effort, and panting he continued
fucking her; he felt her hands pushing his butt cheeks and, in a couple of
minutes, Michele came again at the same time that Helen squirmed and
groaned loudly; her mouth full with Patrick's cock that started spurting
his little load on her tongue.
The three youngsters collapsed exhausted; Michele on top of Helen and
Patrick's head on the pillow, she was panting with Patrick's cock head in
her lips. It was afternoon, they had had an abundant meal and the room was
cosy and warm; they were near exhausted and happy; so before they could
realise, they were asleep. When they awoke it was dark outside. Michele
went to her left side and Patrick on the right. She moved her face to each
side and kissed tenderly them on the lips.
"I'm starving." Michele said.
"Me too." Helen and Patrick said at unison." Let's have a quick
shower." Giggling they went under the shower, a little tight for three but
had a lovely time; their dick hard again after the rest, and the warm water
running between their young bodies. That was too much for Michele that was
in front Helen's beautiful breasts. He started sucking them and she groaned
in pleasure; she pulled her right hand down and guided Michele's long and
slim dick into her vagina, starting moving as the young blond started
fucking her. Patrick wanted his friend's thighs, he moved his hands up and
down on those smooth and long legs; now it seemed liked polished marble
with soap. He wanted to fuck his butt but thought he might hurt him and he
loved a lot his best friend; so he placed his dick between his buttocks and
started thrusting; Michele felt that new sensation and pulled his legs
together. The three moved at the same pace and soon they were panting under
the showerhead warm stream. They reached their climaxes near at the same
time squealing and panting.
Patrick and Helen were sandwiching Michele gripping him between them,
otherwise he would have fallen on the floor; however that was for a few
minutes; when they were near recovered, Patrick sat on the floor and
dragged Michele and Helen on top of him. They laughed loudly, made ticklish
each other and had a lovely time together. They rinsed, dried and ran to
the kitchen; for the first time Helen could observe their dicks were
flaccid. Among laughs and jokes they had dinner; they went to the large
couch and sat down, as usual, Patrick on the left and Michele on her
right. They watched a movie: "The blue lagoon."
"This girl is silly, instead of start fucking her beautiful boy
right from the beginning she cares about him jerking off." Helen said.
"It is only a movie." Patrick said. "It does not make sense a boy
and a girl alone in a deserted island they behave like if they were in a
large city. If I were in such a situation I would have been in the nude the
whole time and fucking my girl everywhere she liked." Helen looked at him
and grinned.
"You are a real man, boy!" She asserted.
"Well, as you said, it is only a movie, furthermore, an American
one. I'm sure that in Germany and especially in Netherlands, they would
have made a different one; they are not as conservative as we are in this
country."
"I don't think we are conservative." Helen said with a grin in her
blue eyes." The boys laughed as Patrick said:
"We are a very especial group, though I believe there must be many
boys and girls like we are; the problem is that they are not as lucky as we
are." Saying this, Patrick took Helen in his arms and started kissing
her. Michele put his hand between the girl's thighs and started rubbing
them. "What a beautiful sensation" he thought. They were hard again and
Helen said:
"Now guys, you must show me how you do it when you have not a girl
available and you are in bed, naked and hot like now." They laughed, stood
and all went to the bedroom. "Please Patrick, you should fuck Michele's
lovely butt." Michele made a grimace as showing he was disappointed,
nevertheless, internally he thought how great it would be."
"We need some preparation, Helen. It is not like fucking your
pussy." He motioned Michele; he went to his clothes and brought a tube of
Vaseline. "How do you like it, Michele?" The blond boy looked innocently.
"Well, I, I don't know. Will it hurt?" Patrick grinned taking care
Helen did not see him.
"Oh no! I'm not that big to hurt you. Place yourself in doggy
position with your head and your arms on the bed, so that Helen can see
it." He did as ordered; Helen was with her eyes glued to what the boys were
doing. He pushed on his forefinger some of the clear cream and introduced
it into Michele's pucker. The younger boy moaned as Patrick touched that
sensible part inside him. His dick jerked; however Helen thought he was
being hurt and the moans caused by pain.
"Be careful, Patrick; you are hurting him." The rascal boy on the
bed with his face buried in the pillow was making strong efforts to keep
his laugh off. He again moaned as Patrick pulled in and out his
finger. "Patrick, I think he is ready." Helen added.
"Yes, sure it is enough." He took a large glob of the cream and put
it on his dick. Helen extended out his hand and started spreading it on
Patrick hard cock. She grinned as Patrick moaned and gasped.
"Does it feel good?" She asked smiling.
"Very good; but it will feel better into that lovely butt that is
waiting for it." Michele laughed but muffled his voice sound against the
pillow. "Are you ready Michele?"
"Yes, but do it slow."
"Oh don't worry; I told you I am not that big. I have seen in the
net some dicks of a seventeen y/o boy fucking a boy smaller than you; he
had a 20 centimetres cock and was three times my girth. It seemed he was
having a great time."
"Okay, go ahead." Patrick placed his left hand on Michele hips and
with his right directed his hard cock to his used pucker. He pushed in and
the head went in without any resistance. He pushed a little more and a few
centimetres went in. Michele moaned in pleasure. Helen thought he was
being hurt.
"Does it hurt, Michele?" She asked.
"Not much now. Patrick, please go ahead." Patrick pushed and his
slender cock went in till the hilt. He moaned and slowly started thrusting
into Michele's butt. Helen was watching with her wide-open eyes. "It is
amazing" she thought, "I must experience it. It seems that Michele is
having a great time." She was very hot, so after a couple of minutes
watching the boys, she said:
"Patrick, stop for a while. I want Michele to fuck my pussy while
you fuck him. I have seen enough." They disentangled and Patrick's dick
made a "flop" sound as it came out from Michele's butt. That was good
because both were very close to their climaxes. Helen lay on the bed,
immediately Michele went on top of her and he started sucking her lovely
nipples. She took her boy dick and placed it into her cunt. Both moaned and
she started gasping and moving her hips. Patrick straddled Michele, put
apart his beautiful smooth butt cheeks and pulled his hard cock into
him. Both got the same pace, when Michele retracted Patrick pulled into his
butt. After a few minutes the three of them were again closed to the point
of not return. Michele was the first to come since he was being stimulated
in both sides. He did his best to postpone his orgasm, but his young body
did not accept orders. He screamed and collapsed on top of the girl
exhausted; however he continued moving into her as Patrick's thrusts moved
him. Half a minute later Patrick and Helen came at the same time with a
large squeal as hot wolves. The three of them collapsed on a heap. Michele
looked abandoned to himself, dead, but breathing regularly. Patrick
slipped to his right side behind his friend, still his dick buried into
him; Helen was on her left side, her right leg between Michele's and also
the slender and long cock into her. In that position, exhausted, they
drifted to sleep.
They slept until their young and spent bodies recovered; it was near 10:00
am of the following morning when they woke up split out on the large bed,
each one with their own dreams and happiness. Needn't to say that they
complete their lovemaking with many other exercises until it was time to
come back home, just a little bit before lunchtime.
EPILOGUE
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The trio continued their sexual activities whenever they could, that were
many times, however, as usual, and their school qualifications were the
most important thing in their young lives. They split out when they were
sixteen; Helen found some other friends with whom to enjoy the life and
Patrick and Michele continued being together until Michele returned to
Germany to enter into the diplomatic school, thought this did not prevent
them to meet a couple of times every year with other girls, making love and
enjoying their youth. Nevertheless, up to now that they are grown up, at
least they spent a night together remembering the old times; that's fun for
them and Patrick still love his friend hairless thighs.
Patrick went to Harvard and today he has a high reputation as an Architect,
taking care of his company European Division based in Berlin. They are
helping German Government to rebuild East Germany, with large investments
and interests in that country. He and Michele still are single.
Mark and Julia, as Granny foresaw, are in love with each other. They
started their lovemaking that year, keeping the secret within the two
families. After finishing high school, when Julia was eighteen, they got
married and started their medicine studies in New York, living in a house
not far from the University. After one year, Julia gave birth two beautiful
boys; they are not truly twins, since one is black haired and the other is
blond; however both sharing blue eyes and practically the same features.
Today the boys are 9 y/o. Two years later came a lovely girl with brown
hair and the same eyes. His father is in love with his favourite child
because she resembles a lot to Julia. After three years in the University,
they moved to enter as resident MD in the best Jews hospital of the
country. Both are highly considered as one of the best team surgeon
children eyes specialists. They have received offers from high reputed US
and European Hospitals; but they love too much their children; however,
with Granny and the Hospital Management insistence, they have accepted to
move to Cologne in Germany for a temporary of three years stay in that
country. Their sons speak fluent German as taught by Granny that had never
separated from her favourite grandchildren. Julia's mom married Karl and
has two blond girls. They live in Germany.
The end